Ravens and Tygers

 

The raven, the tyger
from the moment when I awoke
in bed I laid
my were lips on fire

her cold side of the mattress
I swam away from those garish thoughts
in and out of her embrace

from bleary dreams did I follow
even as she pushed me to sorrow
into the bleakest of blunders
outside a parking lot, a liar

so sweet it was to kiss breast's plunders

those gaunt ghosts, those yellow eyes
beat upon my soul as a new day
beckoned

yet I sank into her pillow
afraid of distant plights
I forgot to forget

the raven perched on my concrete house
shaped like a Roman dome
she crumbles, her raging
it falls apart

I puked a bucket
on her carpet
let loose a small droplet
of blood and muted
the sounds we made

bathtubs and luminous flares
sail above me under the moon

battle for the boon
drown me beneath a kafka sip
full of insects, bury me in an open ocean

I was only dead for a moment
she was throwing those ravens into my mouth
forced me to drink the shark potion

she tells me I'm convulsing
into a heated conversation with an invisible tyger
she says my time is up
hold my hand you deceiver

why don't you let me take off your clothes
naked, I'm wet with sweat

no more fever she says
cool your fears, your sobs
and goblins

rest your head on my chest
She sways me
cradles me back and forth

a blanket of God's light
and I'm fighting for thirst
submerged....









 

Reviews

[The Autumn Faerie]

Hm...
It makes me think of a poetic hangover, although it's much more pleasant...