priests and prophets

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priests and prophets
saints and sages 
please bury me, 
after chanting tacitly 
the songs of death
on my grave. 

dark and poisoned
my words for him, 
red and rubbed
my scleras for him, 
skilled or sealed 
my teeth to tear him. 

loading the bullet
to shoot myself 
after letting vipers in
i locked him in the room
writing the prophecy 
my hands were trembling. 

priests and prophets
saints and sages
please bury me, 
please let me be free, 
please let the karma 
bleed heavily on me. 

- chetna 🌻

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