Better Not Sweet

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
love less cautious

Submitted: June 19, 2007

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Better Not Sweet



We should spin Magellanic Clouds of sugar
From Tropic of Cancer to Capricorn in a hum
Eyes lit from outside erupting from these palms
Petals silk and alive fall on your skin, willing crimson
The gods died yesterday, we are anointed today
We never wonder at the ground till ranges break

Mountains leaving us because we never broke
Rocks or sipped of wine spilled all the sweeter
Begging the sky to trap the sun in eternal today
Drums and horns and chorus drunk and humming
Drinking white, eating sanguine, moving crimson
We bite into blackness with open-mouth palms

The time to come, tomes to be written in hands
Making last words last till shadows shatter
We've sung carefully so as not to swallow crimson
A walk like lunar to gather the lighted sweetness
And versus betray us; it comes to humming
Tomorrow and tomorrow only wounds today

I've prepared our room for this day
When the hunter removes the holes from his hand
Looking at us, it seems no one wants to hum
Or drink to shard glass in mouth vessels broken
Body parts disintegrate like globules of sugar
Our blood now wine a deeper blush of crimson

For all we have left to love is of crimson
At this moment we can scarcely reach to day
And we feel sex filling veins mixing sweetest
Conjured elixir raining from our palms
Yet it could be we've not opened the breach
Long ago we wrenched machine with its hum

Ruptured its dried up symphonies but humming,
Still, it holds the notes that pales our rose
Flesh, yes freshly loved but now broken
As though we'd already hammered all these days
Into the rich stigmata in our drenched palms
What burns away our squander like sugar

To a flame - hurt we hum even today?
Still our sun's crimson and in our hands
And how sweet would be that fatal break?


By R P Webster

March 2, 2007


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