Maria


Maria I want your bitter mouth
Maria I want your breasts of dank loam
your breasts of sullen ripeness
your breasts of childbirth

Maria I want the narcotic orchid of your tongue
I want your eyes of treason
your eyes of attack
your eyes of the moment of death

Maria I want to be washed up shipwrecked on your shore
I want to be buried in your blood
I want the venom of your passion to sear my veins

Maria I want to be a universe unborn kicking in your womb


                              -- by Jon Corelis
                                 originally published in Isibongo
                                 (University of Cape Town)

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