Sucubus
By Sarah Thames
@iamwhoiam87 (5)
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
July 7, 2013 6:55pm CST
You sucked me dry delta mouth open
as identical space, as elbows cracked
and bleeding from the corners
Bloody phantoms - meanings outside of my body
moving without thought or reason, seizing
from the delta loneliness.
With a history of names - I am I again
shackles burned - ethereal laser beams
Holy ghost, no...know lightness where it hangs.
Now guts shine above dripping wax souls in relief
of love, of loving pressure for means.
Pero mi amore, mi fume es morte
And doesn't breath, and cannot choke the clear breeze
faded...like my fingerprints on a Formica counter-top
where nothing is but has been warm to touch
and so I will continue to touch - but not which has been touched before.
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