Exhuming Bodies

Largely disparaged bodies couple,
mordant armies seeking Aspasia.
Mental chair, office wreckage---
killer bees subdued in steam.

Rose saffron imagined, blighted,
dotting hedges of Kingsland Tavern.
Lighting flashes and sings briefly---
towards sallow love of Edgar Poe.

Animal eyed and unchampioned,
my restless walk echoes the torment
of heels clicking, incessant splashing---
fleeing the perished, soaked refuge.

Desire arises, and bids me adieu,
rising off the beer tarnished rug.
We still can be courtesan lovers---
bearing tribe masks for the exhumed.