Sliding, the
snakes twist
glide slowly
on and under
Ships: blind
in dense fog
turning over
each other's
extended gut
chest, limbs
Massive arms
bound as one
•
Strained the
hip-sheathed
straitjacket
An energy so
concentrated
to open; the
Tongue's tip
on the green
apple's skin
turns inward
...flowering
to the flesh
•
Bright's the
papered bark
of the birch
Sap of amber
running down
a white limb
Gartersnakes
slip through
pink fingers
Rose tongues
coiled round
copper flame
•
And she rose
the dentrite
form against
the tongue's
Thigh's jaws
clenching on
cheek's bone
Crush, grind
Gnashing her
circles then
Hammering on
broken teeth
•
Branch, twig
a camouflage
Hidden under
wet boulders
Outward eyes
shut tightly
Fork cutting
air, stubble
In the cross
of this path
Goddess, god
here conjoin
•
Tiresias saw
them twining
Parting them
with a stick
God, Goddess
inverted him
Male——female
Female——male
And an inner
sight befell
experience's
black vision
•
•
•
...the snake
engulfed its
whole length
And its jaws
expanding to
their utmost
bore in them
fingers. The
nimble parts
to each task
——to an Eden
we were born
© Dan Goorevitch
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