String Theory in Dreams

Close your eyes,
take deep breaths now,
ever so slowly.
Listen to the rhymes,
of the blessed body,
sonic vibrations,
electric skin,
string theories,
beats of the bloody heart,
waves of the earth pour over us,
in your wicked splendor.

 And would you come to me in dreams?
 Cradle my bones,
 oh quietly please,
aid me in the lovely habits of monster and magic.
Take me in you mouth,
 kneel by the river
 and drink.

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