Skin of Fables -------------------------------------------
Bent in ivory crème
My skin is filled with whispers
Stories bleed thru my pores like honey
Bones thick with myths
My ember heart reflects the sunshine
Like a mirror drowning in liquid glass
I am an odd little doll
Baptizing myself in golden mud
Filling my wounded mouth with the night
I bend myself inside a primal world
It is the new earth
Built out of glass
When words are spoken
The voices make shapes in the air
I swallow my course in delicate gulps
My veins swollen with diamonds
My innards pulsing with inspiration
I bury my head inside poetry’s depth
My skin exposed to unlimited tales
They wrap me tight in lavender silk
My body now papery and fragile
Before my mouth closes forever against the silk
I scream to the sun
“Open me like a lotus
Quilted in a paradox seed
Please open me"
But Sun only hid in her shell
It was the ink rain with its liquid loom
Who opened me
Full of blooms
Inside a fantasy novel
Now here I stand
Fresh from my dark cocoon
Wings decorated with pens
My being is a beautiful nightmarish memory
Built out of insomniac dreams
You've got some serious original imagery. Pleasure to read just for that. I get that you are being wrapped in silk and you scream before the silk closes your mouth. I wouldn't change that.
Tattoo artists live for such inspirations. Some seriously dark images here almost too deep to fathom. Some most enjoyably ornate stuff. Good to read you again.
PS: It should read "Before my mouth closes forever"
Submission Name: Skin of Fables
