gentlemen prefer bones – Sam Lucero

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…i will drip in the vaccinated womb, an embryo worm in the vapor soil…

Source: gentlemen prefer bones – Sam Lucero

mothers soaking touch
drowns the meadows
sinking in blue pastures
where the lamb is missed
& the wolf roams low

above there’s laid out
a garland of stars
for the marriage of the
moon & the husk

stillness mourns
the wind, that like a
drifting treasure had
heretofore stayed buried,
braided up in that locket
of rust & wire
bursting out into the wild
with the lantern of
the sun resting in the
grip of a paper-doll

inside these leaking vaults
velvet shadow & coffin
are to the liking of the quiet,
as the hurricane counts down
on ferny fingers
the moments until
the end of my best holiday

i will not soon shroud
my lullaby with the isolated
murmur of old, nether-bed gods,
the arctic toil
of a choleric world,
& the river I drank from
to forget

i will drip in the vaccinated womb
an embryo worm in the vapor soil
waiting for the homecoming
of water, of nectar
sleeping until
the dream wakes

[Sam Lucero is creator of sixredseeds. Please take a moment to read her wonderful bio and look at her other work. Sixredseeds.wordpress.com]