Tuesday Poem

Irritable Mystic

“mu” fifth part —

  His they their
we, their he
 his was but if
need be one,
I, neither sham nor
 excuse yet an
alibi, exited, 
the only where
 he’d be. 

the long since
 body, imagines
each crack, each
    crevice as it sweats
   under cloth,
                   tongues touching
     down on love’s endlessly
 warmed-over thigh. 
                             The awaited one
    she mistook him for haunts
       him, tells him in
     dreams he told 
                            him so.
       Such offense,
   but at what
      won’t say, 
                       no resolve if not
      not to be caught 
                             out. . .

     Abstract advance, its
    advantage unproved,
     what wish would
 give. . . 
             Late eighties 
momentarily bleached by
         bomblight. Awoke,
     maybe inwardly wanted
       wrestling with dreams 
                                      of the
 awaited one again. 
back but a moment later
        what moodier start
     to have gotten off
       angered by that but
 begrudged it its impact
     so sits remembering,
         pretending, shrugs it
off. . . 

             Arced harp. Dark
     bent-over body. Esoteric
         sun whose boat its
 upheld. . . 
vast underbelly of
       limb-letting thrust. 
                                  Tread of
     hoofs. Weighted udders of
 dust. . . 
               His it their she
once they awake, 
       arisen one, 
           at her feet, 
                                 her feet 
       one with their 
   ankledeep in damage
                                   though she 
           dances. . . 
 The slippings off
                         of her
 of their hands define
her hips, whose are
       the suns whose
           his nights taste 
     and as at last he
       lies her legs loom, 
 loose gown pulled from
           her, sleep 
And he with his 
           cramps the air, 
       lotuslike, lips
                           part kiss, 

from Poets.org

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