Openafter Dionysios Solomos
A hunter slices through water --- devours a naked warrior.
Worlds open in the mouth.
I mate with stars,
I harmonize with sea stones, bidding stars to rise.
Can you hear this heart yearn for your face?
Stricken in sea foam, I sweetly kiss my own hands and fly.
Withinafter Percy Bysshe Shelley
We'll construct templeswith currencies of currents
for a spirit in stone
A grave re-grown
with green viperous hair
A radiance that mocks the torture within
Light pours from the caveAn insane surprise!
Tempestuous flairs fill the midnight sky.
Her lonely terror a serpent's dreamHer countenance locked.
Our usafter Arno Holz
I want to draw my hands through all secrets and starsthrough each little chirp in a bird's nest.
I lay on my ocean bed pushing open my shining eyes.
I am a blue bloom who once lived in the jungle an under-water iris.
My love drinks from a rhinoceros horn. We are pipe smoke.I can't control it.
The streetwalkers twitter like birds.
I imagine you imagine their silver bladders golden vaginas.
MoanProbably after Mikhail Lermontov
I whisper motley -- a spider in a whirl of vanity.
O bliss! I am a bird dissolving in flight!
Ruined, I rest in grass beside the pond.
I walk to the village over crackling leaves.
My heart squeezes in my breast, thinking of my love moaning under a storm.
I cannot see myself through my delusions.
Blooming, I want to burst into you.
Let Meafter John Keats
Pardon, when I sing your secrets back to you:
Your wingéd eyes show through singing grass,
hushing flowers breathe all around you.I fall to embrace you there.
No altar to lay your celestial body on.
Only your sweet mouth loosened like butterflies.
Let me sing and sigh for you, among your flowers, the grove of you.
No more pines, only aspens.
I'll tremble for you among the bees beneath the mountains.
We'll sleep there. I’ll leave everything soft and shining for you.Let my warm love in.
Doafter Emily Dickinson
The heart of a bird pierced by an arrow Would you weep dear one?
I was made as I am.My constructed heart has swollen; I can't carry it like a baby anymore.
I asked you for revision, and you altered me.
My eyesYour smile
I would breathe your breath: I would fill with it.I would come nearer to you than I ought. It's a trick I play on my heart.
I do not see you. My eyes do not laugh. You do not smile.
Your heart, does it sing in the night? Is it set like mine, a little to the left?
Arrowsafter Emily Dickinson
I find my love everywhere. I advance and retreat.I shoot my arrows and hide in leaves.
hawk heart pierced downy bosom spread to pull out the blade
Shoot back! Pierce me! With our words entwined!
Say to me, yours and mine.
Willingafter Walt Whitman
Look out from your window. I will catch you with my eyes.
Cloth lapsing, the darkness advancing.
Lickingand liquor after touching.
Little Deathsafter Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Tombs dancing squeezingJuicy cheeks’ taste on beaks in the crowd
Bountiful death! I cannot squeeze past this girl in the alley.
If your cunt is like this alley, bring me into it.
Write on my stone that I loved life.
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