Scorpio

Black winged night,
wicked winds
coursing through
the sky, splattering
rain drops
on the windows, noir style.
We'll light up cigarettes
with your lucky silver lighter
from across the bedside,
and resume
the course of our discourse
as the storm brews outside.
When it's late, and
the witching hour
is upon us in this
rained-out, tainted, painted-over
landscape of a cold
cold November where
occult howls reach out skyward,
towards the depths
of the starless night, we will
suck the ample sad
from the air,
and spit it back out
joyously,
as if our mouths were time machines,
and things were like
the nineties again,
before we had to cope
with qualms about death and loss.
And maybe that would come true
at least
in one of the silent,
infinitesimally small universes
that envelope us
like heavy plutonium snow.

Oh,
how your metallic eyes shimmer
with the poisonous passion
of a reptilian recluse,
slithering-in question queues
between talks,
and when you ask about me,
I'll reiterate in a whisper--
"I am the jubliant ray of your
wants and secret lusts, I know
what makes you stand on end,
.
.
.
and erupt!"

Author's Note

I don't believe in astrology (since it is a pseudoscience), but I find that the characteristics associated with the signs are interesting and poetic. I started writing this compilation of poems for the twelve signs in 2021, the poems are supposed to capture the aesthetic of the sign without being too cliché.
Scorpio is symbolized by the scorpion. They are a water sign and ruled by the planet Pluto. The people under this sign are considered to be mysterious, jealous, obsessive, and cunning. They are experts at hiding their emotions and reading/manipulating other people. They are highly opinionated, rational and love to be independent. They love uniqueness and are drawn to people who have an individuality of their own.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

When I read these lines I thought about my ex, a magnetic scorpio. How he could attract, all that passion. However the sting in his tail outweighed all the good. Secretive, a lover of secrets. Oh when the tide turns with a scorpio, you know it. I love your description here, I felt his presence again.

Chris

[Moonie]

I'm pleased you could relate to this! Thank you for the review!

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome.

[light and ashes]

Absolutely love this, I am an Aquarius, but I get along really well with Scorpios. It's really cool to read this during the time of the Scorpio. This is really well written. You should be proud.

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing use of description dear poet. The words showing and telling the reader what to see. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing words and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Moonie]

Thank you, dear Coyote!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my dear friend.

[Patricia Wedel]

Secret lusts that touch upon a time
when realty was not known but to a few
who dared to discover the loss of propriety.
An explosion exploited. truly, Pat

[Moonie]

Thank you so much, Pat, for the encouraging words!