a book of shadows falls from the sky
on her knees
her head hinged
bowed and supplicated
to his long tear dropped arterial ****
among heaps of naked bodies
in a temple of ******
his heart her refuge
her feet sweeten his mouth
her spine writhes a shimming snake
in riddles of pain and pleasure
each accentuating the other
his teeth in her flesh
she shakes bewitched and scarlet
foraging for dissolution
bleed pretty my love
pillar of fire milk and honey
the flames a banquet of tears
from tearing flesh
she wakes bleeding
a thirsty tulip
Laureate of allure and sprawling limbs
who suffers with grace and pride
a disease and cure
pink petals wet with dew
her ****
a hard working immigrant
gathering fields of poppies
humiliation as aphrodisiac
her tears glitter
eyes like jewels sparkle darkly
her skin prays to be eaten
marrow salt and butter in a red negligee
to be consumed
in a field of stained beds
she falters with grace
what does it mean you ask
how does it make you feel i ask
abjure the Christian plague
or the mind dies
to **** the body
why whip yourself
when he who loves so ardently
swells to do you the favor
wear the nylons!
Each laureate is supposed to promote a greater consciousness of and appreciation for the art form. Yet in reality, some have acted like ceremonial monarchs while others have been vigorous ambassadors/promoters. Robert Pinsky, the most effective laureate to date, had the zeal of an activist and the charisma of a celebrity.
