[Coup]

I will not settle for your story
of how your life was on my line
written with blood in ocean waters
grafted in some infested impromptu
acting the prettier, casted from script
that is not me, no
so, what's the depth of your superficiality ?

It's pumped full of malleable lead, melted down
and tossed as chum to white sharks
into black isles, swimming in deep water
give it up, game is over. why go on
just because the plot said so ?
if yes, be taken alive by them

But not before I tell you a truth
I got a nastier serpents to defile
and I'm not the real enemy, woman
so please hold my hand and
feel my pulse, explore it, unite
sing songs, kiss, terry all night
do all that, until you will hearken my voice
and trace it up the highest stairway
and ring it and toll it and bellow it 360
memorize its path and wail against kingdoms
only then will your back turn 180
against the playwright as written
in your heart, as in your mind
back to the flesh, away from Spirit
like a dog back to her vomit

Let me speak, stay with me
I demand to tell you my story
fore now my mind burns colors,
like solar flairs exciting warning bells
collapsing on the precipitous of world war
I'm the Yahweh soldier against shine
and I don't apologize for it
or replace that with
your sin
your board walk unto destruction
its twists and turns
its temptation to fornicate unceasingly
on the scarlet back dress of the great whore

You can only drink from one cup
drink from the living waters
go up that stairway you once climbed
and bathe and hold up the golden brim
and spill its truth down your breasts
down your hips, dripping down to the
small of your back pivot
down to your calfs
to your heel

only then can you leave foot prints
and evidence of the encounter
come down to me again
give in to the mystery
as it will be as our witness