I unhinged my jaw and it filled with rain. Water lapped
up my rim, flooded the cathedrals of my heart. Inside,
pearls corkscrewing in their chambers. Each a past
kiss, a kiss passed. From his to mine. My bloodstream
swollen with unplumbed mines. Your barbed wit pressed
to mine. So I'll throw your mountain. I'll hold a feast.
Every goblet clinks with wine, every nosing sticks
your jaded heart. I coughed and a flock of birds flew out.
Arrowed demise. Fortunes and hypnosis, I’ll bludgeon
the barge. I had dreams to sluice the fever out of fruit.
Next comes redemption. Next comes disease. Ill at ease,
I'll stutter every quest. I'll give up your requests, and
never honor the righteous, or whitest of lies. Who gave
me morality? Who made me wax and wane? I swallowed
the rain and listened to where it lay, washing up again
against my throat. Steps through my bones. I watched
the birds peck and flock, fluted in the rain. I watched
them molt and die again. They turned back to my mouth.