Joey Cloudy online

Bathing with Sylvia

Before we met we both knew how it ended

It’s a well-worn path 

To the edge of the abyss 

I know it well

As a yo-yo knows the string. 

We row out to the edge of our oblivion

The cyclones dance at the edge of the void.

A snatch of the wrist shackles me back from destruction

The Cerberus domesticated on a choke chain.

In the kitchen the oven mercifully broken

The tempest of the mind is raging

Against the sorcery of the skull

I bathe with your Ariel 

Struggling to keep my head 

Above the water line while I read

The contents of your sacred heart

Regurgitated onto the page

To burn the naked mind of eternity.

But please don’t think me a coward

For holding on to my familiar.

Watching mute as you walk into hells kitchen

And the last thing you smelled were rotting eggs.