Morbid Communion

(Lucas Melo)

Partake unto unholy communion.

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Unto cold steps my naked feet commune,
calloused and open.
Old wounds.
Pressed against this threshold muffled screams confirm,
it’s my predicted end
so welcome and amen.

This vulgar display before me,
emancipation glimpsed adjar.
Vomit forth and crawl to Him,
perverted procession, eucharist in unholy tar.

His whispers bleed and drums,
forever etched in what I was, am and will never be.
Mouth open,
heart agape.
Pierce-me.
Holdfast.

Oh, this delirium feels like death,
my home from timeworn wars.

Deliver me to this morbid communion,
welcome me in your arms.

Turn days into weeks and years,
never open thine eyes.

The candles dim,
the worms crave,
mold white upon our tongues,
now rest upon thy grave.

Turn back through crimson soil,
following pale-lit moonlight.
It holds what’s yours in night-waters of christenings,
So hurt and hurt some more.

His whispers bleed and drums,
forever etched in what I was, am and will never be.
Mouth open,
heart agape.
Pierce-me.
Holdfast.
© Lucas Melo 2026