Where You Go Again

by Susan Lewis

taking up your clothes

that I may strip you bare.

Must we love those buzz-saws

at play amongst the leaves?

(Hums)

The sallow spider begs the fly

―no melody but sand & milk.

Until this hell re-freezes or

certain flowers spit like monkeys

shouting past the punctuation

like romancing harlequins or

Atlantis rising to the melting clouds―

honeying our wounds,

salting the pallid pill

while time has its way with us.

(Hums)

Yonder glides an honest scourge,

screaming as it soars.

To surrender all assumptions

for this gemstone & mold,

sweet cream & gold,

finger yin & that other cozy paisley

like Mandelbrot taking chaos in a cup,

tendrils rhymed with river beds.

(Silent first)

(Hums)

You are the sugar in my coffee.

You are my sidereal spree.

Or discover feeling is believing

‘til our agitated molecules

mingle & commingle

& selflessly disperse. 

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Susan Lewis is a regular contributor to this blog, and she has been guest editing textual poetry galleries for AlteredScale. She also appears in AlteredScale.com 3. 

Susan Lewis webpage