You and Poison

Deep beneath the curved arrow
flight of my heartbeat, I wait
until asleep
in the bend of a broken bow.

In three oceans deep you go
tie away
me from my spool-spun eyes
so tangling at your heels.

So crooked over my sky keels
on the breadth of your breath on
open fire
to memories to turned to wine.

To dreams I dose, powder burns fine
without rest
where my unloaded heart thought
to bleed in my body left behind.