Prairie Fire Indian Paintbrush Between Native Thighs
flowers edible
you didn't want to
consume garlic the breath
is your choice you revel in
indian paintbrush like checkerspot
butterflies eating in the kiss garden-spot
sniffing cherokee hairwash going all the way down
to the roots
pain is washed
away by the rain
coming in buckets
and paraffin is dripping
sealing in eternal moisture
the angels taught you well how
to tilt a candle in sweet masochistic
fire I cry sticky tears of wax medicine
you apply the healing color and set fire
to the prairie seducing your species' tribe
lesbian polygamy oath on the bible garters flaming
red you set me on fire!
beautiful repose, and the tranquil release
lights the nite sky like the caterpillar that
transforms under a succulent leaf it's secrecy
...then shedding it's gerth into new meaning,
magical sensual and angelic those tender wings
seeking new nectar..and yes we can choose
our balms as we can choose our wounds <3
The Pearl Lachrymatory
& A Flask of Apple Moonshine
Vickie <3 xo
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Chip Bergeron
Cheers,
Dan
lights the nite sky like the caterpillar that
transforms under a succulent leaf it's secrecy
...then shedding it's gerth into new meaning,
magical sensual and angelic those tender wings
seeking new nectar..and yes we can choose
our balms as we can choose our wounds <3
The Pearl Lachrymatory
& A Flask of Apple Moonshine
Vickie <3 xo