Consumed

I trod the volcanic soil of past relationships Down until the river ran red And where the cobalt ribbons threaded Skies with golden studs embedded, Encrusting precious metals in my centrifugal head. As they turned and spun the alchemy of ages past Round until their substance re-combined, And the chemical reactions Changed the future days by fractions, Revisions of the outcomes in my sore eccentric mind. How I walked the blind-alley warrens of stone Out onto the cliff-tops by the sea, Where the gulls were made of wires And they dripped baptismal fires Upon the alternate alternatives of my reality. I cried and consumed the static of lingerie Face first into the channel of her breasts, Whereupon perfumed emissions In her loin of nuclear fissions, I consumed her sex and life and then began on all the rest.