Chrysopoeia (The Archaeology of Dawn)

Immerse me In jubilant flames With iridescent tongue Lick away the skin Don’t dare be kind Paralyze me in paraffin And spark the match Teach me to tear chitin back To flirt with fear To tunnel through from a new morning womb To splay out anew Coarse and naked as the truth Each digit like a compass pole Glowing starlike in the white hot heat I will coax you out Like vermin hiding In every crawl space in your heart And you’ll flow out, blinding An opalescent river Molten being of vigor Hurtling toward oblivion I passed straight through the eye and screamed May we all be When I reach for you When I stretch out my arms And beg your guide You should know I speak not to you There is no you You never were I speak to me - I command me I see you clear as the dawn There’s no more hiding now I feel the ache that gnaws at your heel Did you think this was any less than fate? Feel your spring boiling up from the black Like the eyes of a bride beneath her veil Ecstatic and resolute Abduct the absolute Dismember the deceiver And rise Bury your mask and burn