Absolution

Place the body’s sinson the white-sheetedaltarwhile linen priestesseswith plucking fingers tunethe tones of pulsing vesselsand spine frets

Slippery oils make liquid pathsfor pressed pleasure, oozingover mounds and curvesas probing palmscirculate, swiftly-sloughing spasms from hidden places

Warm, scented overlaysmake pitch blackthe canvas for kaleidoscopeeye dances-inhale lavender and rosethe colors of reposeand linger

Soothing, white water sounds transport essence,you are anywherebut here, asterry cloth pillowsabsorb the surrender,and throaty sighs

Emerge into bright lightNot walking,floatinghaving shed the deadpain cellsleft dripping on the floor