Sappho

Poetess
by the paper lamp
of the yellow moon
and the blue-lit sighs
in the drowning glass

Poetess
press the secret words
from your soul-clay
to your future love
whisper painful truth

as you fall
into liquid dreams
of forgetfulness
of the mountain-sky
of the longing storms
of bleak winter's rain

The heavy salted ocean
breathes around your chest
Loves you, octopus
sucks your breath
vowel by vowel
towards death's orgasm

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.