Tape
Layered adhesive orbits a crown-
My baby’s in gold,
The world’s upside down.
Illusory taste in a bridge, on a hook-
Hellfire and flood,
The road we both took.
Dangling apple,
Caught in your eye-
O, Love behind glass,
Show me how to lie.
For you, I’d do anything-
My rarest of bloom,
In a house, in a heartbeat,
A switch in a tomb.
Get Storm’s stories in your inbox
Join Medium for free to get updates from this writer.
I tangled you up,
In tongue and embrace-
In feathery fanfare,
In truth with no face.
Play with your letters,
Let me hang from your lip-
Bite that tongue harder,
And tighten my grip.
Gift wrap your baby,
Secure Her with rope-
Concealing flesh tender,
And cellophane hope.
Remember, though, baby,
And please don’t forget-
The door, Nevermore,
And ‘Thou shalt not’ w(r)it.




