Kiss the Night.


There is/was
no expectation

She had told him
her life was not to
be a shabby tabloid
filled with glossy lies
and bullshit dialogue

His reply had been to remove
her eyes
and place them in the teak cabinet
where he kept a trophy wife
nailed to a silver pedestal

She glided through the
blue black
of a bruised night

and slipped quietly into
the still waters of the Moon

Shedding pretensions
sliding glib explanations
down sad hips
she shivered out of herself
into the silver sheen
of midnight and
placed a toe in the sky

The sable rippled
and caressed

murmured intentions
crept feathery up her thigh

She allowed
the cool kiss of infinity
to press against her eyes

And now
here
beneath the diamond teeth
within the breathless moan
upon a well worn wish

she stretched her arms out
and dived up into
sweet
deathless dreaming


There is/was
no expectation
as she coupled with alone
and kissed soft and fierce
the gentle lips of goodbye