Seaweed of the Soul

delirious bitter scream
crush my soul
to blue

lathering glass
sear, dripping globules
of translucent fire

scorch my screams
to clash dissonant
upon your flesh

carvings of death
etched across your bones
and strewn across your face

seaweed of the soul
matted and entwined
dying in you

spread, caught and held
the me
and the you