Kill Shelter | I Bit the Hand of God…

Kill Shelter

kept in a crate in the back corner of the kennel
i am little more than a man in need of mercy
i tend to bite the hand before it has been
removed from its glove;
the irony of surviving is finding yourself
flinching at a lover’s embrace and
smiling at the biblical wrath of your father:
suffering is allowed when it is timid and delicate –
but i am a dog on death row.

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I Bit the Hand of God and Now I’m Forced to Beg for Table Scraps.

Came into this world with a knife in one hand and an eye in the other;
The knife is mine, but the eye isn’t— you know how this goes.
The debts I was born with are the ones I’ll die paying off:
Didn’t it hurt when I fell from heaven?
Not as much as it did when the wings grew back.
My mother always told me, “there’s no sympathy for the devil”,
But I want there to be. I want there to be.

River Rozum is a bisexual Jewish poet, scholar, and occultist. He spends his free time sword-fighting, ruminating, and reading. River lives in the mountains with two cats and a very large horse, where he is currently working on too many projects at once. You can find more of his work on instagram @munchausenboyproxy.