Love Letter to an Imaginary Indian Lover
March
26, 2016
that
intimate place
between
your legs
—my black
obsidian god
with a
diamond head—
that drags
and throws me
into the
sea of assumptions
my beautiful
night demon
with
implacable testicles
of a tiger whose
semen—
running
ember
from which
the Milky Way
proceeds—
fills me
like a well
of light
I will
never forget you yet in vain
do I now
demand
the thirst
of fire
before the
twisted landscape
of my life
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