Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Styx.

black bubbles rose from broken lips
opened my mouth
let in purple liquid gold
sear my throat
come inside
swam in dark chasms
relishing the womb

overhead boat with chain
creaked back - forth
one way fare
except for me

liquid's dark tendrils
caressed
softly
wooed with luscious
bitter-sweetness

overhead boat with chain
creaked back-forth
back-forth

dove deeper
deeper


you held my heel

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