Get Your Premium Membership

The Crocodile Heart

The murk of crocodile skins -- which starry eyed elves wanted their soothing chilly breath at twilight?

Pluto, Ouranos, Neptune slowly burn you till every starburst of your bone calcium is returned to the mangrove lined lazy river

Your death, the unquiet obsidian sheen wave of your death

Meeting another torpedo wave of carbon dioxide of a mighty crocodile heart pumping red life and orange juice for breakfast

Why life? Why now? Why the purple prose of bougainvillea vines and crushed mangoes by the roadside?

Love, a stupid green parrot that won't shut up, cruelly glues your cells back together under the glare of a Mary blue sky

The savage, unholy aroma of ripe mango mother flesh under sunset lavender clouds -- why must life come so close when all you want is to die?
No photo description available.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




Post Comments
Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.