Today, 08:07 AM
Man Takes Woman to Cabin
In woods, a house is a building
of sticks always becoming,
and useful for a man not
to settle, so he takes
her up the hills.
Not to a beach, which is romantic;
where the sea is one vast reflection
of the macrocosm inside.
Such a ring that expands
is not what the cabin in the woods
is for. As some folk horror
of Good Neighbors or
nepotistic haunt condenses
his survival, over any girth of time,
into the arboreal roots, no need
of shallow graves.
It feasts. And lets for bones
the ghouls of a filmy basement haunt.
Though, he takes her to the beach,
Grave Neptune's waves caress
endless difference upon the same
stage. Her unfolding is his wish.
The giants of daughters of men
delight in antediluvian, celibate sex:
unoffended by narrative, creed,
or lingering patronized bunk.
In woods, a house is a building
of sticks always becoming,
and useful for a man not
to settle, so he takes
her up the hills.
Not to a beach, which is romantic;
where the sea is one vast reflection
of the macrocosm inside.
Such a ring that expands
is not what the cabin in the woods
is for. As some folk horror
of Good Neighbors or
nepotistic haunt condenses
his survival, over any girth of time,
into the arboreal roots, no need
of shallow graves.
It feasts. And lets for bones
the ghouls of a filmy basement haunt.
Though, he takes her to the beach,
Grave Neptune's waves caress
endless difference upon the same
stage. Her unfolding is his wish.
The giants of daughters of men
delight in antediluvian, celibate sex:
unoffended by narrative, creed,
or lingering patronized bunk.

