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February 17, 2006

Swallowing you

Standing naked
behind the window
as the night crawls outside
a quiet serpent is roaming the house
I'm heaving, all breath,
I'm all fusion, electric pulses
and my skin thaws against the cool glass
I'm all expecting

Autumn brought golds and amber
and the life of greens bled in oranges
I counted the trees, and counted again
as they stood bare, their barks dry
crackling against the air, such submission
no objections, no denial, just a callas season
corroding the surfaces,
Autumn bloomed in Browns, and purples
as I counted the trees

The house came to life
as boundaries on edges of
each brick and walls turned in
I paint oranges and reds, yellows
sparkles on pieces of wood, I crank
its essence inside, celebrating the fire
as it hang in the air, blowing outward
I am warm in a cozy extension
Autumn has swallowed the house
But I 'll make it whole inside

Seasons defy time, seasons move
in deliberate extension beyond, as the clock
ticks, and the worm moves further inside
morphing to shiny pieces of larva
I decline all the invitations
Lock the doors, checking each
over and over, as the clock ticks

And I pick on you
with my long beak, hungry
like a voultcher at a cadaver
like a memory that hangs in the attic
surrounding a day of idle thoughts
I pick on you, swallowing you
like the last pieces of a delicious left over
at a quiet of a midnight, and how you
melt in me, coming inside

You hold on
as I reach you, you hold on
as I ring the bell, and tongue
you in layers of pink, simmered raw
with my breath, my longings, my appetite
I mold you, a deformed goddess
breaking you at the edges of your skin
and you hold on, like memories
of the moth in exaltation of
the last flame, I fall in you hard

And we both smile
at the Autumn and the seclusion
of a season, so unexpected, so calm
we have tea in the afternoon, and watch the
last show at midnight, then you leave, back to the attic
and I stand behind the window, naked, tasting
my mouth, holding my sex, tonguing my lips

Posted by Idinraha at February 17, 2006 11:31 AM

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