Winter Underland~A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleSlay bells ring are you listening . . . .? Pines shiver needles on my frostbit skin, brindled dress my juniper freeze my throat opens, it breathes fingertips press parchment diamond mind attollent reflective frost in a marmalade sky ribs underground shiver sigh as underneath deeper awakens the sleeper I stroke snowflakes stone skin my apparition pure sin my top hat a perch for a raven killer sleek bird shiny and brazen we bend to a doorway of bones to atone we pull a tattooed child from her prophecy curled cracking the eggshell of the spirit world around sugar plum dreams all nestled in her head elsewhere so much blood, in her canopied dread with a bruise a crush my rage in torrents, rush my bottle pours icicles liquid rime lips aching to rip fabric drop by drip poison ‘tween monster’s deadly lips but raven, he pulls my attention to the girl with trinity dimensions we kneel we imprint the daughter between papyrus flakes he notices stops put on the breaks the son idling his black diamond eyes blinding laughing as he leans the holiday in mean sticks a cigarette into the mouth figurine of the snowman with toadstool eyes inverting a land of glistening rime stalking in a winter underland with a swaggering stride Jimmy dean lean by the old man’s fireside I will walk a thousand sticks pin the gods inside my fists press through wicked brambles sweep their minds out of preambles to find the cradle where I left you wrapped in fables warm in sable where you should have rocked rocked snow angels under a giant fir in whose branches lay in wait the frozen saboteur who snatched the warmth out of your veins and left me only memory a display of echoes in the rain turning frost onto the glass where my fingertips bleed drumming the side of my top hat a frenzied strumming agitating raven to scold, become more craven unsettling the ghost of my son until he slips through with a gun with sleigh bells ringing on the chrome of his Harley our proteome spilling in between his hands and my throat to fuel unspool rip the eve reshift the gears hit the throttle break the bottle bleeding arm snakes leather pain couldn’t be any better my bodice in snow flakes tatters his smoke eyes smoke lies shutter lens scatter sliding the side of past in a waltz the future his partner dip curtsy enthrall ghost queen riding winter underlands with Jack made of frost raven on my top hat plucking elemental trips out of the air in pairs dropping feathers on a trail in vain out of the woods silent in their freeze permafrost rotted glistening pause . . . . slay bells ring are you listening?
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Added on December 8, 2010Last Updated on December 8, 2010 AuthorNoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPoleAsIf, Trippy Cottontail, JapanAboutVictoriaSelene Skye Deme Author of. . . . ~CrowWoman & MudGirl~ ~Eve's Rib~Jezebel's Hips~ ~The Raspberry Girl~ ~Girls With red Hair On Cherry Cadillacs With Bushido Swords~ ~From The Gutte.. more..Writing
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