“Mors Voluntaria Dulcis :Et Amorem Carminum //Sweet Suicide : Fortheloveofpoetry by Berachah Quame.”
In a thousand incarnation of pain,
I churn the poison of soul.
I relive the matrix borne in ancestry,
Issuing its harmony through my ebbing heart.
I pluck my arteries to resound the finest quality
And blow through pipes to unsaddle my deepest anxiety.