Incubus (warning slightly explicit)

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The moonlight slips unbidden into my womb

It was never my intention to serve him

Between us there is no love

Only the suspicious ache of a pernicious hunger

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His insignia extends the length of my spinal column

My nerves remember what my eyes cannot conceive

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In the same way that blood forges hope

By maintaining a predetermined course

He settles deviously on the chest

That the lungs may not drink enough

To arouse resistance

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He is an intractable savant

The night is his emissary

His bastion as well

He drags his obsidian claws

Across my inner thighs

Thirsting the milk

Of an illegitimate desire

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Being dreamless he depends solely

On artifice to communicate

It’s such an authentically human trait

To disguise through application

That one cannot but wonder

If he did not exist first as a man

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Each night astounded by the realization

That one can be multi-orgasmic even in hell

I find my life force slipping like an exclamation

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Influenced in style by Jim Carroll

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12 responses to “Incubus (warning slightly explicit)

  1. “You have GOT to stop wearing these costumes,” she sighed, looking at him.

    “Grrr,” he said.

    “Another dress ruined,” she whispered. “Exactly how much clothes do you think I have?” she asked wearily. “Look! My skirt is floating in the brackish water.”

    “Grrr,” he said, a bit ashamed.

    “I mean, if you’re going to carry me away all the time, could you at least land in a spot where I won’t get all dirty?”

    “Grrr?”

    “Yes, I know you like your games, but enough is enough. Why can’t you just wear a cape, like everyone else?”

    “Grrr,” he said sadly.

    “Of course I think your beautiful. The wings…well, you KNOW I love the wings. I don’t EVER want you to get rid of the wings,” she said, running her hand over his dark, soft feathers. “And yes, I do love what you did with your hair but I’m running out of dresses, my sweet.”

    “Grrr?””

    “Yes, that would be wonderful. Next time we will stroll through the park. like a proper couple. Thank you,” she said relieved. “Now where would you like to go for dinner?”

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