Backs Bend Easy

 

Moses parted Lake Michigan and

  I began drinking His saliva from 

Rumplestiltskins basin

   Foam pooled in the corners of 

Herpes lips

   Pressing kisses to whip

lashes on His back

   Climbing up each weak branch 

With senile limbs

  Each splinter duplicating my 

Adoration 

    That falls from beneath shoes

 shined with His

 Diseased spit

Forked road tongues

          efficient in falling

   the fourth titanium fleck of

Flogging

       

Now

       An invertebrate at the peak

   With knobby knees pressed 

against 

     His emaciated chest

Peels back translucent skin

    To reveal the tooth fairy 

Wings 

that protrude out of His

Obsidian spine