Dark Light

Dark light, your crack opens out to a burnt smile;
That gives honest witness to death’s pure perfection.
Within this soft entrance, you are slowly squeezed:
With penetrating fingers, that have heated blisters,
You thrust, trusting that you are now ready to be born.

In a desert, I witness your huge hideous fleshless skull;
That is then violently thrust then flushed into this world.
And with such brutal honest and malicious magnificence:
You are now brought to life by the actions of mere mortals,
Who had no real knowledge of what was to come.