Thursday, April 8, 2010

Nowhere else.

There's no where to go
but here
and deeper in
drink the dark up
pretend it's chocolate and
I'll follow the sting of it
down your throat
with my single finger
cold on your smooth skin
and you will swallow and smile.
And smile and smile and smile.
Let us begin again
to grab with our glowing teeth
great snatches of the dark
and we will tear it away
gnawing the inky rubber
into a bite
ignoring the taste
as it bounces against your tongue.
Stretch your golden cheeks wide
and then with your slippery laugh
slide the swallow down
while the sound goes slipping away
around the corners and back again
sending echoes back
like a sonogram
and I wonder if that's why we're here
if somewhere in the midst of this deep dark
we're looking for what's been waiting
some ungodly stretch of time
for your laugh and my cold hand
to grow from
and I wonder if this is why you
with your tiny rosebud mouth
and your silly pearls for teeth
are tearing so into the night
ripping great mouthfuls out
and gnashing it into nothing
with small strips of shadow along the edge of your lips
and you wipe it away carelessly and laugh
again and again
and snatch another bite

somewhere out there
in the deep darkness
there is a dream or a child
or something that makes you
aching and hungry and tearing
so we plunge deeper and deeper in
you with your pearl teeth and laugh
and I with cold hands
and all the writhing dark

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