Put a child lock on the liquor cabinets, and fasten me to your kitchen sink.
Watch me drift slowly down the drain.
Watch shattered wine glass stick between fragments of me in the garbage disposal blades.
Watch broken sentences arch over our faulty plumbing lines.
Watch pieces of you stick strictly to silver spoons.
Take the skin of your Cuban and roll a noose around my neck to yank the blaze from my throat into the bile of my slip-ups that pool on the kitchen floor from an unattached pipe that just can’t seem to keep her pretty little mouth shut.
******* my thoughts from behind and throw plates at the walls of my shoulder blades when you need to hear the question again because it doesn’t matter what she thinks if her face is nothing but a cracked serving platter.
Force your hands onto the authority of my hipbones.
Pierce your wedding ring through my belly button for safekeeping.
Decorate my body with super glue so your words can stick to me.
Sort me in with the pots and pans so your voice doesn’t have to clang against my eardrums anymore.
Reorganize me again and again until you can’t wash the stain out of my bottom lip anymore.
Pour me a drink while I drip Taps into the sink because when I realize water isn’t strong enough to make me forget how blood runs so much thicker over my skin, tears begin to slip so easily off my eyelashes.
Let my death be a pail brimmed with ex-lovers’ cries for attention.
Let me kick the bucket this time when they begin to drown out the sound of my own.
Let me be a reminder that not all channels you lose yourself down have to be man made.
We start from nothing And spring from dreams Reaching through dimensions And time. I stand like a rock Rooted to the earth beneath my feet Know this place Own this space Whilst possessing nothing at all Still I fly Pondering reality Dreaming with clarity Knowing only Love survives all.
Snow covered ground Fading under the sun, Bare branches of nostalgic summer Gazing at the still dark creek; The earth breathe quietly Burning fire at its core, Making love like never before To the teasing mistress of Spring.