It is before midnight
And I am walking alone
Yet city lights
And drive bys
Keep me familiar company
In a foreign city
With indescript signs
In a tongue not known to me.
Did you hear?
Did you see?
Did the memory
Close it’s grip
Before the city
Ever slept?
I was a little jaded
When a mosquito came to me
Left me with a bump
I could not make or see
I slept with it around
Ever present humming loud
To wake at last
To a warm breath
And a jade egg on my back.
I am lost in a sea of science
Stuck somewhere in inertia
Hovering closely to propagation
That leaves explosives
Dormant
Exhaling undone neurons
That have gathered around the nucleus
Orbiting
Centripetal force keeping
My central theory alive
For after all
I am gravity
Led by gravitas.
Take you as I desire now,
Consume you as you cannot quite know.
Greedily I behave –
To passion I’m only a slave.
From collar bone to exposed breast
Melting in my mouth,
I wait for you to to turn around
Whence I find your naked shoulder,
Which leans into
My aroused embrace
– Skin into my breath –
And around your stomach
As we bend forward
My arm pulls all of you to me.
A closeness we can only find
As your soul intwines with mine
And fire begins to penetrate
The confinement of our souls
Where ecstasy envelopes our essence
That lingers where we’ve become.
List of my tarry
Lands in the sun
Full moon,
North star,
Wat Chomphu.
Listen to whistle
Banana leaf blow
Rest in a banyan tree
Little brother
Bestowed.
Collapse of reason had me leaning
Swung arrows behind my back
With a growl about my shoulders
A howling I did go and seek
Underneath the covers
Uncovering what’s left to consume
Richness of heart believing
Leaking in to a celebration
Lanterns in the sky float
River takes me home.
Here I watched the scooters fly
With an ilk of serene
Cursing through my softening veins
Incensed by the tropical glow
Of a soft wind.
A dog, likely stray
Rolled
Seeking nothing
Knowing no restriction
Just a search
In a lazy haze
Concrete park.
A soft bell blowing in the wind
Caused an easy glance
To float upon the day
A memory
Coming in and going out
Leaving traces upon my brow
In a heated moment.
There will be a day
Soon
Where I do not wish
Do not send
Just let and smile
No restrictions
A waltz.
The city hums
A oneness
Slowly connected
In a respectful flow
A common thought
And yeild
That is constantly tested
By foreigners
Who are never home.
It was here that I grew
My madness held me there
My heart beat madly
My union of reaching
Ceased to hurt me
While slowly an opal
Opened to reveal
What I knew was the heart
And there a growl existed
To serenade me
Into my desire
My madness
A belonging to
And a deep inhale of
That rose and gleamed
To flourish my mind
Into madness I held
So at last our North Sea Queen
Had her legions taught and adept,
Lamenting heard from shore
Where the abandonned had gathered
Bow of the vessel was pointed – of course – due north
To icy depths the legion were bound.
Back and forth the North Sea Queen strolled
Eyeing her crew to weed out the weak
As if it were still needed
To strike fear into her warriors.
They had been trained and hardened
Against the coldest of stones
Heartless and dedicated and ruthless and cruel
And each one full willing to bend at request.
She dressed in pure blackness
A sign of her coldness
Around her neck was wrapped ten strands of silk
That had come from the deadly
In an act of submission,
Her boots were thigh high
Of dear Spanish leather
Stained by the hands of those who’d defied her,
Her coat long and dark that swept to the floor
Beneath she wore – dramatically expected –
A gown of black lace.
So it was the ship creaked and groaned
Under the weight of a legion’s strain
Bound by blood to following orders
With the North Sea blowing with fury
Home again, home again, row row row.
In that moment the suitor realized
He had made a dire mistake
Misjudged an ear for kindness
A soul for humanness
Misunderstood dark gates
And silent patience
As partner to his own heart.
He lay there spent, exhausted
Given as if fire: burnt
Yet still she craved for more,
Yearned for more,
Asked for more, yelled for more,
Of which he had none left.
She reared her head like a wild stallion
Naked at the breast
Flushed with rage and rapid coldness
She grabbed her icy dagger
No choice but to accept the sentence;
Suitor was no more.
