Poem: Delirium (From my English Extension 2 Major Work, subsection Desert)

[bliumchik]

There is sand in my mouth
Grit, thick swollen grains
And her iron heel upon my throat
Hot caresses – I shiver
And toss, tangled sheets soaked in sweat.
Her breath burns and abrades
As I fall through the fabric of dream
Psychedelic, oh yes she is codeine
And bodily fluids on boil
My avatar scrabbles and digs, digs, digs
Bloody fingernails, sand between lips
But the damp earth recedes, ever deeper.
She laughs as I pant, pant and gasp
Choke and break
                           break
                 wake.