MAUDLIN MAWS▪︎Poetry (3)

30. If Jennifer's body was taken metaphorically

She_the girl
Could have eaten him raw
With the most sinuous manner of unbridled animals
Malice slender and compact
Taking form underneath what seems to be emotion;

Abridged to last for a refulging  juncture,
A drunk march
Damp copplestones
A January
Swelling the decline of evenfall
Prunning the nihility that racks the tenor of her bones
To incapacitating softness

In the cinematics of bleakness
A lampshade splintering the murk
Cold mist crackling under their coats
Their lusts hankering to the impression of closeness
Her needs grow to devour him
'Haunt me or be slain by my depravity'

Rounding the alley still on the tail of her louring frame
The gloss tone spilled across her words
Close enought to be immersed in the cherry rum left over sanguine lips
He makes her an offer
'Indulge in trenching my being,
I'll do the same for yours'

Now the first light on the rise
A solitary beauty greeting a bleak morning_
Though the star-kissed eyes,
The magnifying pale peach prospect...
Seeing eye to eye with a beginning can mean saying goodbyes to past lives;
Leaving your tender self on the shelf of a drunk night
To die with her lover
Or just be reborn with an appetite again

February 22, 2023