storms of love

muffled and tumbling

i'm still part of it

i lost the bulk of it

shot the shit with it

ruined myself

thrashing fits for it

biting tits for it

throwing myself into

l'orage d'amour

like a hungry animal

ferocious blasphemous
irascible

but with human heart

and human body and

no evolutionary lexicon

to lean upon

gale winds ride at

nightfall in the gulf 'twixt

disaster and love

LOVE capital

no marks or bearings

now sexless lying here

fantasies flying there

l'orage d'amour

not wanting blood now

yet bloodless starved

am i still a moron

saintly apocalypse

idiot moon

full and white

sky of red wine

bread into body

nullifying each dichotomy

with life

briny stinking life

that pulls itself

out of the seabed

hand to mouth

tottering sea urchins

muffled tumbling

still a part of it

swabbed and scrutinized

in the ever changing eye
of the telescopic

l'orage d'amour?