Mara

Interlude

Tamar hue brow
Like porcupine
Dark with
Judgments veil
Beneath its shimmer
Wild white dust
From the slightest
Brush, the flesh
Sinks in to meet
An abnormal bit
Of space—
Living genesis
For what’s to taste

For what’s at stake
I await for sweetness
Sake, but a tang
Of bitterness lands
Sour across my face
But its bittersweet
Intrigues and I
Begin to call at my
Sugar filled field
As the after party’s
Sly timber—
Living ambrosia
For what's to sliver

Tamar once again
Smile for liminal sake 
Arles heeds the seeds
righteous ache 
The love of one begs 
A cheery late
At the base of my spine
Past the unaligned hour 

Please, provide an eerie taste
From temptations test
Meets the sweet tamarind

The sour switched nerve 
Served my bitter muse 

Be wary. Be wary.