Excavate

The wind is a tongue on the desert sand
Excavate my desire
Perilous, forbidden land
Swallowed by the gyre

Breath of broken blades blown from the
Belly of my buried burden,
Broken, buried, darkness married,
Charon ferried, ever certain

Excavate, reanimate
The mummified and maimed remains
Let resin melt and stone ablate-
Saliva on the crystal grains

Come you, carry, light and airy
Touches o'er the coarse and hairy
Carapace of concupiscence,
Instigate love's recrudescence

Yawn and rise, I take to maunder
Don disguise, my ache to launder
Lumber, undead, roam and blunder
Plunder unread tome and slumber