EUCHAWRIST
- Dark Poets Club

- Jul 16, 2025
- 1 min read
By Paige Francis

Take.
Take.
Take this tear of mine into your cup,
Now drink it, for it is my blood.
Ensure you drink, fill yourself up,
Now drink it, for it is my blood.
My blood made yours through fusion and division,
Multiplication, subtraction, addition,
I giveth and so you taketh away.
Take my flesh,
Bless it with bruises,
At my inner child’s creche,
Drain my teat.
Masticate my matter,
Swallow my marrow,
Mighty man-eater,
Strip me of today and the morrow.
Relish the crunch of my knee,
Floss your teeth with my hair,
You fleece me,
with cannibalistic gluttony,
Vulture!
Take all that I am.
Take all that I was and all that I can.
Gnaw my cords so I can no longer shout,
Chew me up and shit me out.



