Clustercrush

Clustercrush

clustercrush of violet lemon
puckered lips against frigid steel
sour venom delivers her to heaven
her spine drops like cloth to her heels

she shoots up through pressured layers
ascending through jello, ocean, and air
serpents sleek push past her prayers
sink quick teeth into soft flesh there

she brushes them off like yesterday's dust
opens her mouth and sings straight through her head
rumbles and grates supple joints caked with rust
in a note, her earthly skin & soul is shed

spinning points of pure gold
the air hums with caustic electricity
her vivacious, voluptuous form folds
into the mist of clouds easily