Monday, March 11, 2019

extinguished


i step aside--into the corner of this waking dream
surrendering all sense of line
allowing my captive self to linger 

voracious--blurred by shadowed edges grey
intent upon the breaking of the glass mask and tower walls

no weave of fabric holds
no structure 
you circle my breath
following the maze of electric borealis 
as the mandrake bores into the damp earth of waiting 
deep
deeper
deepest
base of spine 
touching 
the blending fuck of scorched souls arching into this mandarin moment
pressed and open 
hanging taunt with hands upon my back
chaos melts
fractal light bends into the surge of heat and saged ache 
quiver
tangle 
hold
hold 
holding
for the wash and rush of sacred water over the tattered silver edges 

from my corner 

i quietly watch--blinded by the collide
quenched by broken delight
winter white intimacy 

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