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Savannah S Mar 2016
petunia, warm aflutter
the wetness of the tongue
lingers through the lobes,
frontal

synapses like fire O
can I feel it?
hear me now.
heal me

now, sweet and soft
blooming. a full bush
the complete garden

honey and pollen O
Honey, I hear your call
busy bee you, reading
the news

Now is the time.
Savannah S Mar 2016
stab me in the
dark, my bowels
purple and slink
washing my dishes
in the kitchen
sink

humiliate, mandible and all
disgust me, now you've got
some real bile gall

spleen and liver
golden shiver

my toes curl at
the thought of you
cold blue hands,

delight askew
my cold cream
fingers, dipped in white

aroma of violets
ridden of blight
the fluid runs softly

burning and fume
I am naked and
starved, awfully
eschewed.
Savannah S Mar 2016
white albatross, these white
coats fluttering. only here
to fill up a paper cup--
now, go shower

the cold water stings
like hail on jupiter
I manage this.
O albatross

naked, abject,
look at this wretch
dose me and love me
with your wings spread

heal me now
with your sharp nose and
sleeked back hair
languid, cot, albatross.

a fox den of estrogen
sound the trumpets,
a grand fanfare,
I manage this.

yellowed and maroon
blood testing room
little *****
flutter your coats O

Albatross
lock the door
close the blinds
and step quietly, for

my blood boils
differently than you,
I hunch like a vulture,
ceased, no prey

O, albatross

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