Wings & Prayers

Each time I devour these succulent daredevils

Igniting greed in the lonesome hallways of my appetite

I am reminded of what a ghastly thought it was
 To allow you to enter my psyche through cold veins
 Only to be left bereft of peace and prayers
 So I dig my teeth in one more time
 Reimagining liberation--
 Only to craft one decent excuse to bow down