Poems by Beedoo!

The Chinese Dragon Vase

I. Sensual, he is beautiful in
the way he curls around
the dark ivory in bleeding red bronze
his bronzed-over vertebrae
ring round the lip of an ornamental vase
he drives his scaled hindclaws into its frame
clasping ivory
he twists to stare at me

II. My sister (not really my sister--my www twinsis)
gave me the vase
after my brain tumor
she shaved her head when I lost my hair
I'm her someone to admire
--a testament to my age and wisdom
because we're twins
we stay up til 2am
writing poetry and music script
we are each other's twin

III. Chinese say twins (Ith and me)
are signs of balance: Dragon and Phoenix
male Dragon
wise whiskers, antler crowns
breath of fire ash
bites his tail, is infinity
Yin
female Phoenix pursues
the flaming heat of lust
and reincarnates in her own fire
Yang

IV. Phoenix Ithica, chaos Goddess
short and dark and soft like me
twisted in many ways.
You're cute, this Phoenix burns
If you weren't strait, I'd boff ya.

V. I'm a more dragonish persuasion: I crave
that redgold scale coating
the aggression and fire and
maleness defines me more

VI. Reincarnated in a goldbronze contrast
gallant claws hold me tightly to my twin's Phoenixness
I could love her chaotic curves
aspire, desire to be in her deathgrip
my sister balances my feminine scales

VII. Ask my dragon vase to make me again,
spill out our bronze-red pair again
balance my scales
against her ashes
I'll be her Chaos God
and I will twist around her
in many ways.

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