bend and break your bones for me
shave your horns for me
spike your spine
twist the lost thread around your waistline
my sister
walk right into what's left
into what's mine
into what's me
the page is clear
write me. Write thee
then lick the envelope
could you please?
seal me away into reality
my legs are bored to walk this only road
I try to walk by hands so I write
but my demands grow
as my empty heart growls
the blisters are changing me whole
broken and broke,
the empty bones harken a dull note
take them to your delicate hands
and beat them
beat beat
the world over it's chest
my delicate drummer of doom
awful alliterations I consume
but they never fill the void
until
that yearned day comes
and I oversee your hellishly pointed sight
that stabs my eyes
like Oedipus
when by his mothers side pleasure he found
but I've never lost sight of what's right
your bends are so natural
like a tree,
and I'm anticipatingly awaiting the blossom
your sweet cherries
you came right from His hand, ripe
when it rains under your legs
spit and mud
mix them with your tongue
and make me see my angel
the snakes hid under the curtains
they're afraid of you, my saviour
when you touch me with your flaming fingertip
you type these words into me
letter by letter
and my tongue speaks,
and my heart seeks
to just get closer and closer
you get me closer to god
you are the real deal
I fall asleep, with my heart love-filled
like a roadkill
then when from the asphalt I arise
it's the road that was the destination all along
with this thought I'll find solace in the thought
that you, I'll never find
and I can continue writing sweet silly
meaningless words
like
"I reached for the stars
to get a look at your eyes"
and I'll keep getting better
so I might write something like
"I reach to you from the dark spaces
between these letters
I'll cross them out, just to cross your mind"
and I will change, and I will be different
you might see me today
but when we speak, I won't be the same
In melted gold I'll bathe
for my skin and flesh to dissolve
my bones will be the skeleton
of a new shiny coat
golden rings and stones I'll put on
aztec zombies I'll place under my throne
I'll die just to return stronger
every so often
I'll lay all my cards on the table
empty hand
waiting for yours to start the game
