Burning Down the Candy

you are the glorious one
i can see through my
eyes the statue in the palace the
goddess in the temple the fire that burns
in the rainy night

& i’m walking down the street
in the middle of the day
trying to think of all the words
i can say to remind you of your
magic & strength to remind
you of your majesty
& grace

& if the world is blowing
up we can go dance in the mud
watching the world
burn down knowing that the
two of us will go on eternal & delirious

(cats see you as something sticky & sweet–
the bed sees you as something tasty to eat)

& if there’s blood on my hands
i’ll plant a forest
for you &
build a mountain to the
moon & turn into a tiger
prowling all around your rough edges bright-eyed &
breathing hot

yes!
you are the
radiant one i saw in my dreams
all through the
night every night (every night) all wrappedup
in leaves & moss & bearfur

& i’m dancing in your head
in the middle of the
night weaving my
enchanted alphabets down
on my knees
with my teeth in the clouds
down on my hands with my tongue
on your tattoo

& if the flowers in my
mouth turn to salt & sour sap
i’ll nail my thunder
to the walls of
your cave &
turn into a tiger prowling all
around your garden bright-eyed &
damp with starlight

& if the oceans are
all rising we can go dance in
the flood watching the
world go down knowing that
the two of
us will go
on & on & on & on & on…

–because you are sticky & sweet!