Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Sin Eater

Sin Eater: I - XXIII (In Progress)
India Ink on Paper

Empty this cavity of pain and despair. My hand bleeds black spilling forth across the purity of her textured white sheath. She bathes in my sins, consuming their putridity. Confess my nights upon their dawning eyes. For all to bear, for all to share.