The apocalyptic old testament destruction of the mythical city of Gomorrah becomes a hedonistic mimesis of a sexual encounter in this poem.
It hurts as we unpeel;
This incendiary, this spitfire.
Chaos rumbles from the clouds
And swallows the entire city
In bleach, in arsenic.
Kissed lips dowsed in whiteness,
Erupt outward from the root –
We are destroyed and made pure yet again.
