Taste each sweet
A poem about love amongst chaos
Chaos erupts
Shattering our souls
Bending the will of Shiva
Paint splattered
Seasons shifted
The notes that dance
Across the keys
Distorted
To a new kind of beauty
Staccato
Crescendo
In the background
We hold tight
Like a liferaft
In the storm
Waiting for the sea
To quench her thirst
Eyes dance
There is a terror and
Softness to the change
An awestruck
Insanity mixed like
Cream into coffee
With relief
We no longer have
To wear these maks
Or hats, or costumes
To be grown
To be stable, still
Like the note
That needs to linger in the air
Fingers down
Strum across
The guitar
And play
Like the end of the world
Look me in the eyes
And make love to
Me —
Press our flesh together
Amongst the mess
Taste each sweet
Apple one last time
This is what
Is asked of us
Deliverance
From the confines
Of our outgrown shell
