Monday 11 November 2013

on flow

cut me deep with carnal knowledge,
tear my wounds, old and new
to find the vein of ashes i contain.
spill them on this page.

channel whatever thunderbolt it takes
to have me shaking with the rapture,
dancing above my earthly bonds
and gravity as my nightgown drips
with the extend of my levitation.

take the particular difficulties i face,
spike their dismembered heads
then mount them around the perimeter.
make me a cautionary tale.

any muse would choose me but 
i want you with your wicked knowledge 
and gothic inclinations.


...to be continued.


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