I'm all dressed up in bourbon and black
screeching at the stars until they burst forth from my navel
unraveling and unapologetic,
sprinting down uneven brick pavement
triple-dog-daring gravity to spite me
so that i can say it was an accident when
I swap spit with the earth, bloodied and laughing and
lustful to kiss her molten center.
in stolen whispers
I pray the moon draw closer
and taste the heaving tide,
salty and biting on her lips.
the whole universe is caressing me in secret.
wet and wanting, I cast myself into the sky
as an emblem of the siren that seduced me
as she crooned the milkyway into existence.