CHRISTOPHER MCKITTERICK

the Edge


Today I need
to sprint along the Edge
I need to laugh
into the darkness below
to mock it.

At the same time
I need to toss back my head
wind ripping at my hair
and watch the moon
rest majestic before the stars
as this earthen, human world rushes past.

I need to pull you to me
and crash our bodies together
like surf and rock
like a meteor flashing hot
against the sky
like a lifetime
of fucking rolled into once.

Like a soft kiss
damp lips and light breath on skin--
and bruising bites
leaving traces of blood
on my tongue and yours.

I need it all.
I can't have you right now
so I close my eyes
and we're together again.

You are bound craupadine
you are all mine
and I am all yours.
We play and laugh and love.
This becomes our world
our nirvana for the moment
timeless
senseless except for senses we stir:
Kubla Khan rises around us
the Great Pyramids
the canals of Mars, flowing
hot and molten Venus
oceanbeds swirl schools of tropical fish
dancing overhead
sunken ships and gold and whipfire lightning
flashing thick beneath the waves....

God I miss you.
That's all this is supposed to say.

The Edge fades now.

You've helped me push at the skin
until my gleaming places sliced through
secrets revealed.

I can wait.
Life is good now.

I am so alive
and I am so in love.

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