Topic: Love + Life
By: Resette
Ode to Purity/Elegy for Life
The comforting, familiar, bumps of your home
Soothe, smooth, my soul.
Firm handle, so snug. My thumbnail pops
Open the door! I run the ridges of the regal cap,
My thumb ecstatic at the thought.
A sacrifice is brought in splendor from the cupboard;
The larger, the better, they say.
You pour, lucidly, from your container and consume the offering.
What a glorious sight to behold!
The white envelops all in a whirlpool of wonder;
Your surface calms, sleek, hence “slim”.
No longer can I hold back.
I want you.
I need to feel you.
You are unique; I thirst for your beauty.
Your beauty, the truth
Is to remember you for eternity,
My Venus,
I must consume you.
The sacrificial corpse, I grasp.
What happy bubbles explore your surface…
Zeus inhaling sharply as
I kiss the sacrifice and your loveliness
Flows down my throat.
My moustache grows as I am obsessed;
Adam’s Apple --- Machine.
Alas, the pleasure ends;
You are gone; I am alone.
I recall your creamy texture,
Your pure pigmentation.
My pain unbearable, the rope and knife I ponder;
But I know you, my sweet,
You would not like that…
So I move on
From place to place,
From thing to thing.
I search for lost happiness.
But how can man ever replace his soul, his heart?
How can man ever forgive himself for killing his one love?
I paid for your love with death.
My mind cannot give you up.
I search…
As time passes, my brain relaxes.
I’ve found substitutes, but they’re not replacements.
I realize:
Your memory lives in me.
You are still alive in me. For eternity
You rest, a part of me.
But never will I forget.
A mirrored white lakey surface.
My face, your face, looks back at me,
In my glass of milk.
