Sunday, August 28, 2016

Come back yesterday (w/ Ian Herman)

Come back yesterday
and dance upon my rage
here, tomorrow.
having seen yours as mine
as wine
bloodied by sun
squeezed by heel and dirt
and finely made drunk on dissolution.

Come back yesterday, 
My Clearest Poison, and 
may I drink you again. 
and again 
in blue-throated ecstasy
as you were ever
there, making the nectar so sweet
for tomorrow. 

My Dearest Elixir, tomorrow
               is mad.
And if I swallow you then, 
I surely will drown-in.
In the inward emptiness of I 
      full in We
filling as tides pale
the fringes
fill, polarize
silt from froth, 
from fiction and I, 
I cannot
        breathe. 

   Embraced by Life's wane --
rising, eternal -- awaiting crashed wave
               crested. 
I have been arrested 
in your toss-back
this gasp, drenches, 
My Sieving Drink, 
held by heaving heart's cup,
Drunk in rhythm
to rebirth's song
My wretched chalice
trembling
for your ambrosium. 

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