Saturday, September 6, 2014

darling,, why haven't we met ?

Your fruit
from the sacred tree
rolling over serpents head
and your devilish grin,
-hip roll
-your tidal-wave
genetically engineered
haunting and whoring
I hold you in such high favor-
Let you roam amongst the others
pass through them
unscathed, untouched, unearthed
because you are not of earth or stars
or stormy sea.
darling, roam. - so that they may taste
and hunger and 
thirst,thirst, thirst