- Vol. 03
- Chapter 06
The Fallen Embrace
I am falling, flying without wings, One moment calm in the wind’s howling cradle, The next shattered by the angel’s radiance Bursting beneath me. As alabaster skin and pearl eyes gleam Cold with Heaven’s memory, the world fades.“Kill me,” she pleads; her words unheard burn deep, Raising blood in this desiccated womb: my mind; My scream, my “Save me!” ripped away by the wind That whispers from my past. Her perfect hand Touches my cheek. I push it away. She comes closer. I strike, I bite, I hold, I kiss This immaculate surface.
We are falling, tumbling through the sky, A golden comet shedding clothes, skin, and tears; An angel-monkey vibrating with fear, moaning, God, we are falling—we are coming for you. Even as the wind whispers and gathers into voices, Even as the orgasm breaches and dispels the I, Butterflies dance on purple and golden wings Above a sea grass green rushing forward To embrace me.