Dive

I want to dive deep into the voice of poem,
into the black and thick water like molasses,
like blood in the moonlight. I want to sink

below the surface and suck in thick,
metaphor sky, fill my lungs and drown
in starlight liquor.

I want to breathe poem-air and taste
the raspberry center of the 80% cacao.
I want to run into the brick wall of stanza,

swallow my teeth and be flattened,
like graffiti on its surface.


©Jordyn Rhorer 2009