Kali Rides Shiva
Ross E. Lockhart

 

Kali rides Shiva.

He closes copper eyes.

Her red flushed face

becomes liquid in his dream.

Blood and water level

we flow together

eternal saline tide

Kali laps at his wounds.

He presses lips to hers.

Every vein connected.

Pumping

         flowing

    until

        eruption

Arterial spray,

he imagines

completion comes to pass

and the Gods are left

to wash the bedding.