Penetrating Word

I feel an old metered mire
drawing down iron-chested lungs.
Matrons making matrices tire
a simmering unflinching fire.

"Love," she said. She said, "love," like that.
A felt-tipped mark against brazen skin
pressed lightly like sex combat
breaking body lines tit-for-tat.

With a word the world awakened.
We partitioned it, partaken,
unsheltered lips bleating in sin
against Biblical law shaken.

Arisen now, a primal pew
nature's altar my form imbue
as fallen stars fill fields among
this writhing body entered to.

Words spoken spent roses blushing
dreams forgot relit when dancing.

motions like waves

slamming heavy

against wooden hulls

surviving breaths

then waves broken

subsiding storm

star field skein

exhales unbound


a wind-ravaged

old sea

an open sky

empty