written ca.1991
somehow i fear i haven't changed...much.
Drums
Your heart beats fast,
drums beaten at night,
ears humming with sound,
my blood sings to you.
Your voice wakes
the sleeping child
to fly so high
into a starry sky
Your eyes
knew my thirst,
they are my water
where i whirl with rage
Cradle me in your arms
until I burn myself,
hold me to be still
and breathe desire
in my murderous fire
You shall kill me
maybe
but I shall live
as a thorn and a wound
raw as Genghis Khan,
so very thirsty,
his mind aflame
and much too much alone
I shall burn the clouds,
devour the rains
and beat the Earth,
riding his horse:
thus I shall die
my tears boiling,
my last breath
to singe your mind
No comments:
Post a Comment