Glitter-glow
A
juxtaposition of blond and black
My boys, my boys,
Come to my arms and
love me, before the
roses wither and the
water in the creek
turns to blood.
I see you,
darkly shining in the waters--
a grim gleam.
Your face appears,
looming
like it did in my dream
like it did when I
gazed up, losing myself
in the trembling midnight,
and finding a toehold
in the pupils of your eyes
You glower at me from the glassy deep.
Come inside, and
travel through me
and chew the meaty
bits salty-queer.
Peel the peach
fuzzy fruit hair--the
sweet meat piece meal love.
(i stick like old chewing gum)
