Tags
cunnilingus, erotic poetry, free verse, love song, poetryslutsunited, sexetry, with witches, words in Armenian
I.
Sleepless, magic night
your fingers and legs spread wide
exploring new worlds.
II.
There is no sin, just
a dark forest first
came the drum, da-da,
and then came the song.
III.
At fourteen I talked to ghosts with
black mud,bud and cheap blood running in the
acid.There was a glamour but I did not understand
anything that they were trying to say.
IV.
If you must belong to a tribe, come. No
one has loved you with lips and
fingers, laidwith you until the moon’s day-face
fadedwith the dawn. None have brought you
lover’s gifts.We are a tribe of never-was. We are
a tribe of all of us that might have
been.V.
Hear me. This is no gift. Here be
witches,vhukneri. This is your clitoris,
tslik. This is my tongue, lezu. They
callthis witchcraft, kakhardut’yun. A
shamanmust ride a long-tongued ghost to learn
all heroccult secrets. You, blood heart, must
ride me.VI.
To be a corpse bride, to find a long
deadlover, to have your crazy hair caught
upin the air, saints preserve, in a
forestfirst came the drum, then the song, for
I amsinging, I am drumming. No one hears
me.VII.
At the crossroads you shall find all:
this song,hashish cakes and shadows. Ride me, I
amyour drum, singing your way back home.
I ama hard ride. Together we will go far.
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NOTE:
The foreign words I use are Armenian:
ՎՀՈՒԿՆԵՐԻ (vhukneri) =
witches.ԾԼԻԿ (tslik) = clitoris.
ԼԵԶՈՒ (lezu) = tongue.
ԿԱԽԱՐԴՈՒԹՅՈՒՆ
(kakhardut’yun) = witchcraft.
memories of my ghost sista 