Food For The Gods Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
Food For The Gods
Try pleasing with stealth
Darling, you are a petalled moon
A black water; the deluge sieved
Into total austerity.
Drunk is the night
With the amaranths
I drink you, the surge away
You claim that I am a god;
You are the elixir. Your piquant distress
And salt-skin éclair meshed
To tongues.
I am locked inside myself
In this madness.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
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