CONSUMMATING THE WORD
In the beginning was
The Word
Consummating it is
becoming Wordless
I fly them through windows
onto tarred roads
where tyres tread them
into Earth’s crystal blue gem
I consummate the word
like planets swallow comets
one gaping glance and
books burn in a flounce
I consummate the word by
dissolving fine hair on your
neck without a kiss, wet or red
without a letter to untidy bed
For Goddess consummates
in silent windy nights
where poems and words
are disappearing cords
©GhairoDanielsPoetry2022