I put a spell on you

On the Road (Adventure Trip Series) 56 x 42 cm - mixed media

THE BODY, THE VOICE, THE PHANTOM TOUCH

                                                                         “Gudrun lay wide awake,

                                                           destroyed into perfect consciousness.”

                                                                                  D.H. Lawrence, “Women in Love.”                      

It was her body that carried you off like an ambulance.

Left you feeling hollow and full at the same time,  

the heat of your nerves maxed out, melting down

the mind to its ultimate core—not like Gudrun,

but rebirthed in imperfect unconsciousness—a long look

deep into his eyes got it started. The body’s embellishments,

its choreography and subterranean fragrance

did the rest.

For the first time in your life you move through

the world as if a malign deity had her hands around your heart,

squeezing until the pressure’s intolerable,

necessary, a beautiful anfractuous annihilation. In 

such a moment you are not the subject of this poem, you  

are the poem. Sonata of raw need; thousand page 

suburban blockbuster; break-dance of the reckless heart.