Motel Crucifix Poem by luke holt

MOTEL CRUCIFIX


I have followed you through vast, lilting vineyards
Across three nebulae
Frolicking through intangible skylines
Tickling your silken cheeks with my boyish nose
Sneezing obsidian dried blood at the scent of unfamiliar breath on your warm satin lips
O, my horrific complacency was forged!
I have not a wish but to be a mad asteroid
In diamond space
Saturn vexes From Capricorn
Comical Gemini moon
Harkin O, sun
You are a close second
I would sell the world for another September
((And wouldn’t care if I froze to death))
Harshly ensnared in lilting flats and bends
((The majestic melody of your moans and pants and violent whispers))
Sweat beading on lopsided stubble
Breasts eclipsing
Words vibrating in violet blobs with horns and tusks and teeth like ectoplasmic flux
Complex idle paralysis
Light your vanilla cigarette
Languish in the haunting blue smoke
Say nothing
Think anything
Triangular orbits
Bleeding convections
Hearts rot and fuse as the bodies perspire
Neon insects buzz and gossip outside the motel crucifix
Ranting with bland, idiot conspiracies as lights hush