DANCING BENEATH HER RESTED PLACE

Forest darken depth
lurking blind inside her head
molten burning burnt
schemes to drifting cloudless dreams
She pronounces herself as dread
decay is the skin and missing threads

Each night slips her satin sheeted bed
 earth's the green groaning blanket
pulls tight above the crumble fed
lovers drowning from times
immortal spear

Worshipping on dismembered knees
shores flecked with green blue and clear vessels
offering organs warm soft living
afraid drenched with fear
festive tears wreathed in ring
bleached as age
spells the written name

Amongst his moist unfurling brain
noisy in a squidgy corner saved
she squirms -decides, waits, weighs
recounts licks and laughs
yet white in no foaming sea rage
but still
stillness
as a grave