Untouchability

Sundown, the masks 
come out and a game of 
perfidy begins. 

Words disappear. A 
long pause. You will kill two 
birds with one stone. 
You and ultimate. 

No threats. Only the 
heat and flames of summer. 
In a dark cave, the icicles 
form a white deity. 

The religion of the body 
and flesh, has no god, 
no prayer. 

The candle burns― 
without a wick, melts 
into a blue lake.

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This took me to several places and several layers. Firstly it felt like somone who is in a relationship without a physical bond, where sex is prefunctory and secondly to a place where two people simply want one another for sex. Whichever a provocative and interesting write.