Rivers Run Red

Urge and leaf, your bloom has faded Do not blush at my prey Of flesh and blood The seed and the serpent ask for repent Rivers run red The mouth of God has two tongues One with a hiss There is bliss to be found in wounds Uncup your hands in light of the sleeping beast When the story ends, the dawn is gold Rivers run red Rivers run red Rivers run red Rivers run red Solid as rock Pipping red, hot An irritation of ancient seeds Pausing for a breath Naming future memories As the red hands caress Solid as rock Hot Rivers run red Rivers run red Rivers run red Rivers run red Rivers run red Rivers run red