Man Eating Flower
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"We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are." Anaïs Nin
“Man Eating Flower”
Voluptuous lips
Velvet soft and slick
mouth words that skip
and crush off wet tongues to
french kiss and swallow
all the serious insects
Like a siren sings
sailors to her
ocean’s salty cave
then envelops them
in soft marzipan
sugary bliss
Enticing
An Understanding
like gullible
Narcissus
bitten, numbed and
transfixed
Light shining all Black
they see themselves
in your reflection
all palindromes
eventually
they cut you,
some slack -
They need their
backs scratched
Words like elixirs
dropped on bored and sleepy eyelids
and under tongues
medicinal
welcomed
and called forth
You conjure
They conjure
Your petals' perfume, intoxicating,
bloom in your silent atmosphere, where
purple profusions of the most welcomed lie
open legs and minds calling out
to Incubi and Succubi
sucking on your unfulfilled mind
Full of jubilant stories
never lived
Arms and legs
outstretched
smiles and sighs
mortar and pestle
pumice bowled
crushed golden glories
They dream
You dream
Then silently
the drugged mind
closes around stamens
and people become bugs
Life is a drug
In your twilight moments
You think
if that's not me
in the mirror,
who are you
when you face
your mirage?
Flower eating Man
Man eating Flower
We are all walking in our minds
naked souls
requiring a lesson
in pushing through a tight
and unforgiving birth canal
with warm wet massage
Who then wonder
when standing
before that
mirror
in the dark
Who is this?
Turn off the Light
Let me sit for
a while in the
oily comfort of
darkness
To find the true
Answers
scried
Reality is swallowed
comfortably
When the honour guard
of imagination calls
to save the day
Tropic of Cancer
Tropic of Capricorn
Invisible lines of denial
between paramours
the closed doors
and all the empty ballrooms
with Ghosts Romancing
Life’s real dancers
Voluptuous lips
Velvet soft and slick
mouth words that skip
and crush off wet tongues to
french kiss and swallow
all the serious insects
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
“The important task of literature
is to free man,
not to censor him,
and that is why Puritanism
was the most destructive
and evil force which ever
oppressed people
and their literature:
it created hypocrisy,
perversion,
fears,
sterility.”
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947
She Inspires Series - AN Poetry Contest
"We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are." Anais Nin
Deadline: 29/2/2020
n.b. Competition sponsor: Maureen McGreavy
(This competition topic was cancelled without notification)
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2020
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