Rendezvous of Lovers
After Tivadar Csontváry Kosztka
Unconvincing angel
drunk on love
The cherub’s arrow
was never meant to wound the eye
The prince abandoned broken blue
bamboo shoe
The cobbler was a fool!
Relying on his agate brown
Sun-kissed cyclops
taboo-touched
maimed in yellow dawn
His aunt was twice his age
(and twice his weight!)
but that’s beside the point
She desired the throne for her son
She desired her nephew for the bed
He licked her little lifeline
spitting her soul on the potted palms
Aside from her cravings for chocolate
and those deep-fried crispy chicken wings
shaped like dicks
she yearned for these secret meetings
arranged in the dark
The flesh and blood
the crown and kiss—
The death of her prince
The angel ate the broken blue
a pigeon’s hard-boiled egg
Single tear for a single eye
deerskin skivvies down his calves
He plunged into his lover’s arms
whose heart was never pure
Knife plunged between his purple ribs
his heart that stopped for her
And the angel laughed
shedding makeshift wings
chewing gristle
emblazoned by a brand-new sun.
