carolina, sketched from memory

by the river, where the great
steel pylons
cables carry current ‘cross a
carolina sky.

there’s a murder of crows
the purple
i watch you
slip your dress off
in the stabbing
silver light.

wash me in the water!
let me feel it’s pure embrace.
kiss me with the violence
in your angel’s face.
devour me –
i devour you
so our flesh
take me in my roaring,
in my agony,

down by the river
where each secret
a scar,
a stranger slips inside you,
where no stranger
ought to be.

here is sunrise –
dawn, the gatherer
of the faces
we assume.
hurried kiss,
a promise mumbled –
never will we
meet again.

this poem first appear on my MySpace blog, Full Mental Jacket, on 06/16/2006

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