Soubirous

Recumbent, lie as hewn gisant Effigy in eternal repose, hands clasped in prayer Hands with skin sloughing off Await resurrection, await nothing In the partial light, the transi seems to swarm Vile supper for the crawling and gnawing As I was above, as I am below Shrouded, borne by pleurants eight Insatiable, I delve into the thorax Remove Soubirous' heart, her falseness intoxicates Defile the incorrupt, wax face is mine to covet Ribs snap in the course of inquiry Ligaments I find still supple after all these years Putrid odor of unsanctity condemns her glorification Aquero spoke at the seventeenth vision What whispered the wretch? "Consecrate a chapel for my vanity" Raped immaculately