Hedone
I take pleasure
in telling the truth,
in not telling all the truth,
in not telling lies,
in hiding so
everyone can have
a good look at me.
I take pleasure
in biding my time.
I take pleasure —and you know that— in swimming,
sometimes in drowning too.
I take pleasure, yes,
in feeling pain all over my
body, in crunching it
for the wonder of my full conscience.
Yes, I take pleasure in myself,
my aloneness,
but I take pleasure in being shared
too,
and I take pleasure
in licking the velvety skin of
the sweet fruit,
but in bitter things, salty and acid too.
The Cruise
I walk down the corridors of my Ship as it cruises through the Night
and Witches are sole witness
to my nakedness
from behind the clouds––
sometimes I peep from these portholes, they stare back
and make eye contact:
their emerald-green and chrome-yellow eyes!
I fearlessly cruise this Expanse in the endless Night on my Craft. I walk up and I walk down
and I walk along the paths
of this cruising Ship.
Little Beast Upside Down
she’s wild
untouchable
she’s rabid
she won’t compromise
and she isn’t to be fed
she’s here for the Winter only
upside down
furry and fiery
she’s the One
not the Nereid
—far out of your depth— but the Lamia
she’ll suck your blood
capsize your life
touch her
the World will freeze
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