Beatrice
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My Beatrice free porn video
Distance
on the face of slow Time,
the vacant-window stare
swallowed by Eternity,
the desert burning
underfoot,
all around,
everywhere;
the lizard, too hot
to move;
the birds molten
against the fiery sky--
I see it
all,
and, like you,
I want
to die.
But a long road,
running straight
to the horizon,
promises mirages
and daydreams,
if we will but follow it,
through this hellish
wasteland.
Come; I will follow
where you lead,
watching you bleed
and frown,
watching you march
through perdition,
glad of the company
of your wet dreams.
Thunder--
the impressive promise--
or is it a warning?--
I can never tell,
anymore, the difference
between the two--
the promise (or the threat)
of rain to come,
of water from the heavens,
enough, perhaps,
in which to drown.
We pause, my Beatrice
and I,
to watch the sky
crowd itself with clouds.
"Do you think--" I hope.
"No," she says, and I surmise,
She knows,
but she cannot say;
the earth or the air,
the water, or the fire
forbids her,
and it is painful to see
the grief it causes her,
my Beatrice.
Struggling leaves
and needles,
physical adaptations
to the environment
of hell,
flower here, sometimes,
but not now;
now, all is barren,
dead or dying,
except the seeds of Time,
waiting inside
to be scattered
to the wind.
Are we not, each of us,
in our own ways,
such hardy greenery,
full of thorns
and wary,
even of the cloudbursts
and the rain?
She did not live long,
but Nature intended
motherhood, someday,
for her, equipping
her with breasts
enough for twins
and heart enough,
heart enough
for a household full
of children.
But that was then,
before the Cataclysm,
and this is now,
after.
I remember her sister,
who'd been her brother
once, before the Change,
before he or she adapted
to the environment
within, and evolved
him- or herself
into the opposite sex,
whatever that was,
a transgender woman,
the survivor,
the fittest, Darwin would say.
I do not know
what to call her,
nor does my Beatrice,
whom I follow
down the straight
and narrow way
that leads us on.
Uma
- 03.09.2020
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