demonstrative

when i move like sulfur,
i've been ranged again.
pressed my limbs through portals
and made shins descend.
caught my darling ember
with a fanged hand.
there is no more fire,
bless the winter skin.

we've been dead by hours
and the sun is set.
we've consumed more arc
than that the prince begat.
can you taste this ardor
or are tints demanded?
will you stay the totter
of your denizen?

call me out of languor,
calm the prescient.
cave the ribcage harder
and compress the head.
keep the angles harbored
and our sin defensed.
watch the blaze reach farther
as the grace relents.

i am exiting the decibels
and spinning with convection.
not a trace of their assemblage,
no certain recollection.
don't decry me, haunt of emblems,
i refuse to be dimensioned.
i am saccharine and vital
and the temperament
of ends.