EDEN'S BURDEN

in sleek bleak mist fetal flowers find
feeding from glass flask brave infants are inclined
towards eden's burden sweetened in a nightmare state suspended
rended and mended again by some painted unknown angel
spilling out his last bit of glory

catching up copious amounts of milkfed fear, i hear
laugh shaken from my shaken throat
"goodbye", she wrote, and went on waving glittering
relic weekend curtain CERTAIN of the lines
the minds, the signs, the hows, whens and WHY'S
of all heads bursting like melons when beaten with hammers
(with manners!)I stammer and stumble
towards eden's burden sweetened in a nightmare state suspended
rended and mended again by some painted unknown angel
spilling out his last bit of glory

taken out and up and INTO that spin cycle
tumbled dry at 369, bushed and pushed back deep into that sofa
fingers tearing flesh, this ancient distaff way fulfilled
and filled and thrilled again ISSUING ampersands and blurted out phrases
phasing hazy past her chamber cold
It lifts me out and up and over the top of my
selfish shellfish decaying excess
ever reaching, searching lurching
towards eden's burden sweetened in a nightmare state suspended
rended and mended again by some painted unknown angel
spilling out his last bit of glory

closing trembling hands over measured honesty
fissured destiny
biting down, suckling bloody out
Crawling weakened limbs
we the dimorphic coarsest devils deal the dildos fashioned from steel
i steal past kneel by stone silent violent alter
lay there my knowledge and denial
Waxing waning worrying waiting
for legitimization, purification, is this my station?
Prostrate atop a crimson tide
Begging pleading running surging
towards eden's burden sweetened in a nightmare state suspended
rended and mended again by some painted unknown angel
spilling out his last bit of glory

rid now of all his gory glory
flaxen slum of that ancient drum
see answers, tiny smiles calling, crawling
from the wounds, i ask him,
"Are you one of mercy?"


LaRock
1991