break on through
to the other side
to salt a taste
for disaster
I go soliciting
abandon
learning to drown
is what I'm good at
the corkscrew inward
to internal exile
in me my enemy
in my my, in my me
•
that little purple spot
then red then yellow
at the center of the black
behind between closed eyes
that little purple spot
that solar disk in negative
that bruise that hole
that drain consciousness
leaks out of, shimmering
in the inward spiral
•
Sexy Death
now I call you
by your right name
don't deny
I clung for dear
life to your dancer's
body, each muscle
supple as a hand
to greet our need.