My Beauty is A Nun

 

 

 

my beauty is a nun

melded moon’s maul,

sun’s eclipse

 

 

shunned by those

who say they know

yet never touch

 

 

 

the soul erotic

reaching for

depths invented

 

 

 

by nothiningness

speaking its

roaring gasps

 

 

 

vacuous and

empty of touch,

grappling speaks

 

in empty tombs

 

 

encase me in this

sarcophagus

ingesting skin

 

 

dust to bones

smacking tunes

on conga drums

 

 

jungle heat

dry desert

misty swamp

 

 

take me to

this place

of nothingness

 

 

kimsmith
2006

 

 

 

 

 

Top Photo Artist: Explore CM Here

Bottom Photo: Red Rock Contemplation

Artist: David Lace

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