Fire Consumption

She stood still and ancient

Vomiting hidden fire,
Wild flowers which spread in delicate tendrils between her thighs
Not revealing what lights in Heaven
Not revealing what burns in Hell

Mischievous, she dances through the slumbering town
Trickle fickle thoughts into the open minds
Crying tears that burns my leash
I submit my pig god to your smoke

You string your flowers, goddess
Let me dwell
Let me watch

The great seas surge, oblivious of my disruption