To Pomegranate Seeds

West Ambrose

Place a thin, white piece of flesh on my tongue.

I am lapsed, languid, hell-bent on learning

the curves of Persephone’s willing plunge,

arched heel to stained lips parted by yearning,

From Autumn’s strong hands through the fairest curls;

tumbling, spilling over bare shoulders; loose--

loose at last! Frost-bared shivering unfurls;

no reprimand of wildness or truce,

To bare feet on evening’s grass, then marbled

palace filled with darkest pleasures, dripping

rain-water and yew on silk sheets; startled

the dense quiet, unrobed secrets slipping;

To kneel, to pry, caress and softly pray;

silver dagger, skim to part the flushed rind

ripely swollen, aril on their display;

submerge the albedo and feast on Time;

Crimson flowing, blood and wine might allay,

but this drink--drunk without rest, bodies twined,

Lecter-esque metaphysical ballet, 

lashes, whips, and handkerchiefs used to bind;

Swill, swallow, and soaking; sweetly sung screams;

and here Night warbled forever without

the Daylight’s sternness scolding, spurning dreams; 

no fruit neglected, gardener devout,

Tended to as she had tended flowers,

more Tender than her mother’s jealous Greed;

nurtured, cradled, and let roam free her hours;

talked with, debated, and gave her such deed

To rule beside and above when chosen;

to sit beside, never behind; her throne

made of evergreen sighs– Ambrosian,

where clear she speaks, her voice a jeweled, blue tone:

“Come hither, Darkling, dearest to my heart.

You learn so well and learn so quick, yet still

have more to learn tonight, my sweet larkspur--”

She said. No other would dare brave such will,

Queen of Hell, with sure plans to tear apart;

Tyrant, goddess, and gentle destroyer:

“Undress. Put that mouth to good use, you tart,”

and brought me down on my knees before her.

West Ambrose is a scrivener and performing artist. Check out his ever queer works at westofcanon.com. If you want anything published in The HLK quarterly or The Crow’s Nest, just ring for the masthead, and let them know.