12.17.2013

Swan Song



This is my swan song,
Oh, my sweetling, whom I have taken to breast,
Whom I have kissed and petted -
This is my swan song.

I have made it sweet for you,
Soothing and soft,
A lullaby tone.
I want you still, to sleep,
And seldom sleep alone.

Do you know? I never met your father -
Though he did try!
A thousand times he came
To introduce himself,
Each time I would step backwards,
And put marbles in my eyes,
Extend prosthetic flesh,
And let the creeping lipsmile come.

But no, my darling,
I will make it sweet for you,
So gentle it will make you smile in your dreams.
I want you still, to sleep,
And seldom sleep alone.

But, you came of it.
You poured forth from me
In a storm of rose,
You fell from me 
In a hail of gobbets.
I vomited you forth,
And we wept together,
The tears of the empty 
And tears of the suddenly full.

And oh, I shiver to remember! 
You were so warm against me.
I was Adamic:
My true love ripped forth and laid beside me.
What is loneliness when 
There are other lonely eyes to look upon?

But no, my darling,
Do not leave, now, I need you to hear,
I will make my song like honey on your tongue,
I want you still, to sleep,
And seldom sleep alone.

This is my swan song,
Oh, my sweetling, whom I have taken to breast,
Whom I have held to the very last breath -
This is my swan song.