@rbhvleo // roberto ferri // mothering by ainslie hogarth // rainer maria rilke // ? // planet of love by richard siken // a self portrait in letters by anne sexton // indian summer by ron hicks
“Have you ever lost yourself in the eyes of another? Have you ever been so consumed by a person that you want to devour their soul and become one with them? […] Then you have never loved. When I looked into Behrem's eyes I wanted to see what he sees and feel what he feels. I wanted to know everything about him.”
calm this fever on my lips
like damp towels dabbed
onto flaming foreheads—
sloppy and wet,
soothing and tempering—
relieve this flush, and
extinguish this ember,
or
fan the flames, and
bolster the blush—
set me alight
with the fuel of your kiss,
like the spark of fireworks
set off in dry and dying forests
during summer season,
and
watch this wildfire burn bright,
just watch me paint colors into the night.
entering the new year a little bit kinder, a little bit wiser, a little bit softer, a little more in love... but for the first time in a while it isn't the type of love that spits you out and leaves you there to dry. it is a tender love, a gentle love, an all consuming warm breath of love... and it is magical.
does anyone else think about the Vampirism to Cannibal pipeline? Or am i just psychotic?
I see so much (occasionally) cannibalism poetry. It's metaphor bridge to sex, selfishness, over consumption, even as a love thing. It's beautiful I won't lie. Some of it. Those that understand the depths of it and can spin this horrible thing into lines of beauty. They have talent.
I think it's their shared senusality and devotion. To eat your lover, drink their blood. I'm sure some of yall have seen those videos of people getting vials of their lovers blood. Hell Mary Shelley herself with her husbands calicfied heart.
I think it's the idea of being disturbing and off putting to others that draws us regular folk to ideas like that. Yet deep down it does in fact disturb us. Those of us that are disturbed find it infitnetly facsinating. What we should find fascinating is a dictionary. (I can't spell. usually I'm really good at it, but lately? Sheesh)
Anyway, where was was i? Yes, the pipeline.
For most of us, it's loving vampire shows as kids or teens. Mine was Draculaura from Monster high. Next is picking up Tender is the flesh because of what you've heard of it. then it's a deep dive into all things cannibalism. Nothing can compare to that all consuming need. If you're more of a tradionalist, I'd say Frankenstein, or Dracula. But alas, it's only speculation.
It's an odd thing to think about, but Vampirism isn't all that different from Cannibalism. It's a venn diagram of sorts.
Similarities includes:
-Consuming part of a person
-Uncontrolable "hunger"
-All consuming want
-It can read as sensual
-Horrifying after three seconds
These are just off the top of my head.
Will I still read books on cannibalism and watch vampire shows? Yes. Yes I will. I eat that shit up every single time.
I kept the memory of our parting safe, hoarding it as a sign of unspoken feeling. All summer long, I talked to his ghost, telling the shadow what I had wanted to tell the man.
i wonder with a reeling mind, captivated,
whether you read between the lines,
amongst the white spaces between
bold letters, semicolons, and periods—
do you recognize my red devotion?
the willingness to sink to my knees,
how palpable the desire to worship is:
i am your most yielding follower, my love,
until the reckoning is brought down upon us,
until you no longer wish to hear my hymns.