Extreme Penance

Self flagellation missed that blind spot,
already absessed anyhow,
from the wound within.

To reach it,
to feel it,
squeeze a few juicy lemons,
mix with bleach,
and add a little honey
to make a golden paste.

Apply
with the edge of a razor blade
on a selfie stick,
or the sharpness of the tongue
inside your head
that has an extraordinary
reach.

quote, "If life gives you lemons..."

That yellow fruit is really xanthous eggs
that bears canaries,
which once sat on your shoulders singing,
like the blame now sits.

Alas, they were martyrs
dying before your lantern
turned poisonous
in your dark neural matrix.
Singing Spanish Timbrado
still.
Bless them.

Carbon monoxide has it's uses too.

Nice poem .

NICE