Last Days of Eden

Did you ever push at death
Feel it wiggling in your skin 
Welting irritant
Pushing back

Your infinite equation morphed
Worm envious forgotten hole

Did you crowd the morning with barren faces
Grooms and Stetson sheets
Miles of lip phone repeaters

Did you feel your
Delicious new country
Freed 
Finally asleep

Welcomed
In some holy limb night-washed lounge
Wind jades dangling on the sky
Did you kiss
The eye of God 
Out
A breasted silhouette
Crawling into bed 
Late laden with angels

Did you forget to fast
Breach your tongue with some
young burning anvil 
Asking a belly more

Did you see the end arrive 
Reach up
Swamp tapped
A bird of clove 
Your meteor
Slamming up from time’s table
Long and bent in prayer

It tastes low 
Sour as snake tongue
Black African plateau

Our nocturnal cave of mind
Willing to empty 
So soon 
So precious in
Everything split where gravel glows

All is a fine-winged delicious
Manifestation

You
An inside-out hungry elephant