The Sullied Spoils

Strings and keys
meet blasphemous knees
I'm going to tie your mane
to my fist
and make you take it

Wet and warm
meet my solid form
You're going to shed
a shower of sparks
within my forge

Pound and plow
Stay with me now
We're going to live
this secret seduction
into an orgasmic grave

Teeth and claws
meet congealing jaws
I'm going to breathe life
into the parts of you begging
for oxygen-rich blood

Waves and wind
meet the end's begin
You're going to see gravity
bending your light
to my riotous will

Sweat and song
Do play along
For we're going to turn
this promenade
into a minefield of thirst

And in strangers' beds
we'll be waking

Poetry from A Bar in Brooklyn by Shane Windham
E-book and paperback coming spring of 2017

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