the flooring burns
my skin
warming me right up
Eros, transformation, voice, alchemy.
the flooring burns
my skin
warming me right up
spirit rides tonight
laughter and candy wrappers
mischief chatters
scald me
pinking
embarrassed
heating
beneath
my skin
no longer trying
to be understood
creating
candy out of words
Your pith is
creepy-sweet,
darling.
gooey glob
blackened pinch
of salt
candy froth
witches grok
my love
pour me out
swallow me down
fire trees lit up
intentionally catching
embers on my tongue
warm to touch
soft full skin
opened to tears
breath
all my cards lay out
shuffled
some lost to the corners
chipped and folded
I couldn’t ask for a better hand
than chaos’s whimsy
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