Spilling Over

Sick spleen

Sour bile

I've died a million deaths

to come back to you this way

Not a shade of pink

Nor a kiss of wind

But with more permanence

And maybe this time

We can sit in our sticky skin

Pouring over old letters

With ardent nostalgia

Spitting sparks with every word

You,

My genderless love

Maiming the idea

that we must be

Anything other than what we are

No

I would like to singe off the pleasantries

Sweep your footprints from my brain

Telling me

My makeup is

Yes

And I wear it for you

Yes

Denying myself of

Yes

Until I

Set you ablaze

With change

And rattle your bones with

No

Smudged Lines

Spill over borders

Stare into the heart of the beast

Suckle from its breast

Nurse your own humanity

Chalice and sword

The sacred and the simple

Between brim and boundary

Shadow dances across nations

Between them and us

Bloodshed

Stains my pillow

Bedroom Eyes

Your sorrow has no face

Wading in obscurity

Balancing in tragedy

Your laughter has no humor

It sings like the finch

And falls heavy

Rainfall and splendor

Your stories have no validity

Lying limp on my pillow

Absorbed in my satin dreams

Your lust has no love

Raven haired

Sunken silhouette

Sins that curdle in our barking mouths

Judgment crawling

On it's bleeding knees

Painting on you

Your mother's ruthless smile

Whispering to you

Your father's rabid thoughts

I'll still love you there

More beast than man

More moon than woman

Build Me an Altar

Stripped of femininity

I dance naked

Across your altar

How the blackwidow weaves

Silky thoughts of you

How you fester

Between pillow and brain

Eyes closed

I hear my gods

Fighting over

My damned soul

Autumn Rest

The city sinks

Heavy in grey

Watercolored heart

And sapphire eyes

Spill your sorrow

Into the shadow

Whisper tenderness

Into the frigid air

Leave your dampened days

At the door

Rest your head

On the warm embers of my chest

Suspending time

With your numinous breath

Painting our sheets with autumn

I love you with each passing season

You've only loved me

In the dark

Woman

I've found a home

In these molecules

Bouncing and bubbly

Reprimand me

For my simmering smile

Or my

Lengthy legs

That I refuse to cross

But you will never cross

Another woman

Who smells more like rain

Yet,

Still dances

Just the same

To Dust

The bones of this world

Aching and stiff

Of Earth and seed I am begotten

Bearing the weight of a storm

Dressed in fleshy promise

A towering form

Buries me

brimstone deep

I nourish the grain

And am cleansed by herb

They begged me for substance

I offer up

My harvest