Moon Flowers

By night I love the Moon.

He knows but cannot See.

He will die and never cry another tear, another veil of tears, another bitter drop of Poison.

I do him right. I do him right all night in Dreams.

Lately it's been just the sun and Rain.

Worshipping the true believing sun in motionless ecstatic pleasure

My roof-top high top summer dreamer, growing stronger summer

Days, and lately it's been just the sun and Rain.

 

She rains on me I am a Flower.

Body lotion makes me warmer, languid in the sun. Triple heat my

Sweaty skin, she smarts me where she tears me with her jagged tooth,

Razor cut me down my thigh and leave me there to lie in tears

and crimson pools of Blood.