Sleeping with Death
Arrogance.
I have always been attracted to the sensuous.
Mother does it matter
if he's not a Harvard alumni?
Mother does it matter
if he's synonymous with crucify?
Late last Wednesday afternoon.
Dare I personify?
Horrify.
There is a chemical attraction.
I am magnesium brought to light.
Oh the reaction.
Blinding passion
Consummate, rotate, wait-
Black as night they call him
Dark as the depths of despair.
How generic!
How stereotyped!
They don't know how his arms
envelop mine
lip hot with breath of immortality.
Pin me down with a dagger
and cut out my throat.
Mother try to understand
I want to amplify the blood.
Not to see the dagger before me
To feel the tooth twist within me.
Black as a revolver.
Black as a frying pan.
I am in love with
a starless night.
A void
-an expanse
to glorify.
Pull up my sleeves
I respire.
LiFe out
wilting roses in.
His cologne
-the tears fallen from a samurai sword.
I am sleeping with the king
of the castle
The king of the kingdom
The king of kings.
Mother I am leaving.
There is no God.
Impregnated with his child
I am Virgin Mary
reincarnated.
Yet I fear
the world will not welcome
my Christ
with the same enthusiasm.
This is my testimony.
This is my lullaby.
Mother I am leaving with him.