you devour me

turbulent midnight moments

rock my mind and roll my guts:

water dances wildly  

inward & outward,

vessel buckles,

knees turn gelatinous,

totem head loses its stoic face,

mortality screams violence,

and I wobble a pasty ellipse, begging

for a Dramamine kiss.

 

relentless ripples

of stale warm discomfort

writhe through flesh,

drive through the more tender

material that constitutes

soul.

 

suddenly,

just before the endless fall,

you devour me

with random worlds

whose substance lies

within your skewed words.

 

you engulf me

with naked thoughts;

ghostly bodies colored and defined

by sewn together tattoos and scars.

 

you swallow me

with undead poets;

armies of offbeat zombie voices

pouring iambically through your

porcelain  teeth,

celestial language like

schools of vampire salmon swimming

upstream.

 

you devour me,

and my madness falls,

exhausted, beneath

the pink folds of your

busy tongue.

 

mighty tide shrinks

into a crystal sheet of peace,

and the course becomes a pristine

line before my tear-wet eyes.

 

you devour me,

and I become whole.

we laugh with drunken

stars as the rabid clouds subside.

we sip at the silver moonlight

with playful flying fish whizzing

past our ears.

 

you are inkblot of salvation

in a universe of turmoil.

 

you devour me,

and I can overcome hell’s armies

and heaven's lightning archers

from within the impenetrable armor of your

silken embrace.

 

you devour me.

Author's Note

mushy love poem about sailing through hell with an angel of mercy.

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

Mushy love poem a la RG Johnson?

you swallow me
with undead poets;
armies of offbeat zombie voices
pouring iambically through your
porcelain teeth

Yeah, right!

[Kenneth The Poet]

Mushy for sure, but it's still pure R.G.

[Jūdan FyreHeart]

This is very soft for you, this is still R.G right? :-P

You really got the feeling of falling, safety, losing yourself in the sanctuary of your angel.