CINNABAR
even if you have hurt me to death with the light of your eyes, do not feel victorious; if you exist it is thanks to the darkness that is my life.
My love is like
Shrewd cinnabar
fireproof, waterproof
Light made equus ferus
Habit forming of
seawater, rainwater
cleansing waters
to deserted flowers
Upwelling sunlits
spawn bioregions
as dawning awash
My teeming
So h o l y soul’s magic portal
Oh wholy
trembling incantation in bloom
Wound up evolution revolution
Night took refugee on my lap
As feral pulse as electric shock
Beauty is sometimes a trap
All the greens
All the reds
All the blues
Inyected in my veins
Is this yellow in soprano?
suffused in waves
I Resplendent
A cloud-laden
Moon at dawn
Sweet delirium
Fruits succulent
Oh lick my petals
Vital oils, minerals
Hot pink, red, black
new kink, new punk
circled square of mine
In the nest of your bitter
memories lives the serpent
of my poisonous reminiscences
when us sweating purest love as
streams, river, oceans, cascade
Approach known us all shade
Collected cures, all essences
Plethora brown wild noises
Yes, I will, for zillion solstices
stab you with the dullest blade!
