the wheel turns and turns
back to the beginning
change comes and goes
and we drown
while we’re singing

skin polished
with oils, salt and husks
i gleam
with perfumed butters and musk
silken smooth flesh
like living warm honey
i languish
in the golden light of dusk
limbs naked
under silks and plush
i wait

i wait for you

we carry scars
and marks
imperfections of pigment
warped bones
and fragmenting knees
we feel the weather
in our old injuries
if you play
you inevitably bleed

lazy fly on my leg
beer brain and belly
turning on a bed
of cool cotton sheets
golden sunlight
envelops my head
saturday afternoon nap
i smiled as i slept

i put the flame
to incense and oils and candles
cigarettes and all manner of other offerings
the remains of a thousand departed essences
linger in the light of still  flickering flames
through the fire
we are set free

satiate
the need
hoard
for the day
of freedom

slowly devoured
by this love
by thoughts
of the choice that never was
digested fodder
discarded too fast
forever left
in your unremembered
past