agonyclite

i pray as i stand lay when i can't your ivorine skin shines crystalline

as we dance over argent sand to the glim chants of the lune the monsoon wafts us acrost windstrewn acrost the dune

insentient, you smile at my cries i descry the death of your child i genuflect to your fragile thighs yet you behave shy and servile

we fester in the faint glow of the moon at night upon the veldt of zinkenite; chatoyant and cyan a sepulchral zion, cosmogyral inwards the nexus i stand tergiant to your panoramic luminary plexus

your ardent veins pervade me brontides ache, crassulent eels grunt from the sea nepenthebrious i, inspire vaporized reliquiae as i want to be vaporized into the ever equanimous eucatastrophe

inchoate earth, do you remember? how you lost your great defender? my perusing gaze cannot be riven the griefstricken howls of your godchildren is all i can listen

as i exfoliate the complexion of mother earth with my yataghan, wristbow and a pillory blood reticulating into the alluvium the scenery is soft and slithery

a morbid concinnity of dissevered ephydriads i'm a nepheliad, antlers spring out of my veins not wings, fins rupture out of my scapula craquelures in my eyes, fomenting facula

wingspread, i wade through the winds and worldweary upon the glade the fescues pull you in and we glint

like two sapphire stones upon a sheet of woolly tilleul we bathe in the snowy white cesspool of warm lather no cicadas, rather the forest crying out to the welkins embowered by the entrails of our sky-father in chains