Lioness preying on the dog of me
Your focus palpable as the bone saw
Calling to me from the cracked closet door
Elegant languid a voice like a hundred
Knifings Pawn before queen I'm curled at pale bare feet silent prayers spilling on the marble- hair about your face like a hospital bed curtain your pink lips direct transfer words that turn the thumbscrew in my skull as I watch your shadow undress in the light of the window clothing me in loneliness a taste on my lips still fresh from your nape
Though it has rained a thousand times
And I have swim in one hundred seas
I still smell you on my skin
Nightmares still contain
Your eyes two gouged claw marks with the precision of the firing squad
Terrible beauty swelling in me
as the blind fold is tied
Instantly the stomach knots as your words take my throat
Anaconda coiled in the garden of my dreams scuttling you feel my warmth
Pinprick in the Jacobson gland