The Violent Voice

Frozen ice

          parched throat

     bound in bat's wings

heat courses through

  petrifying

               with electric shock....

                                                           ....your sounds are saws....

(He holds a gaze

like Chinese stars)

I believe the black snake fable ---

                                how they bit you and left you

~ FULL OF POWER ~

I am your dream of a woman

who keeps killing you

whenever I fail to be you

                                                   ....and I always do.

I am invisible

inside your dream

your unlived self is what you see

You have me on mute

but, I hear you....

snake tongue

venom

and bites.

Powerful

               by insisting

                                          you have none

Powerful

          by placing

                         it in me

(Under the spell

of his Chinese star gaze

I stand immobile)

Broken bones healed

while your tongue

caused a hemorrhage

in my Spirit

My perception is denied

as you bite again

                   at my intruding form

....to bring back your dream

and to regain the gift of snakes

The kiss 

of POWER