Monday, November 19, 2007

I Crave Your Mouth--The Sovereign Chronicles

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue...Pablo Neruda


I sat sipping tea with the Sovereign and listened as one of her servants (when did she get a hand maiden?) arranged her crown of daisies and confessed to her that I loved this poem....always have. Recently I learned why exactly.
"Oh, and why mortal is it that you love this fantasy above all others?"
ell not above All others but it is one of my favorites. Don't you like it? (A sleek black panther slid up beside her and nuzzled her right thigh in an attempt to be petted. It worked. She stroked the beasts massive head and reclined on her fur couch before starting again)".
"Please, bore me with the particulars of this new conqueror of yours." She smirked but I didnt care.
"Yep. He's new and he may not have conquered but he definitely staked a claim in frontier soil. It has been a minute since I allowed myself to be pursued or since I even really thought I should be pursued know...." Her maid came to my side with tea and cake. I looked down to notice that she had a small blade strapped to her thigh and that she wore a black leather whip at the small of her back. (huh, curious. Who the hell serves tea while armed to the teeth?)
"So, what of this man? Is he strong? Is he a warrior?"
"Well not exactly. But he is a hard worker and he teaches little league. He loves kids and wants to have kids someday"
"And this pleases you?"
She turned up her nose as if she smelled something distasteful and continued. "Are you to produce children with this man?"
I sputtered a bit and spit out my tea. (Did the handmaid just grip her weapon?)
"No! I am not having kids with this man. At least not anytime soon, thank you very much! Hey Sable, what's up with this server and all her weapons and stuff? Something going down I need to know about?"
Sable smiled and leveled a gaze at me.
"You have been practicing your medieval weapons have you not Novice Sovereign?"
Oh shit I thought to myself. Something is about to pop the fuck off.
"Uhm yeah but I just started and Genesis was gonna do some time with the Reaper and Brutes before she got around to really giving me in depth lessons!" I moved to stand and the maid gripped my wrist and forearm slinging me effortlessly into the wall of a crystal cave. I bounced off the wall and landed with a thud on my hands and knees. A foot connected with my ribs, flipping me onto my back. A handspring to the standing position. I locate my opponent and my double edged scythe. My eyes darted about the cave in search of a way out and also on the lookout for other opponents. Maybe this wasn't real and I will wake any minute now to find Sable Genny and Cane chilling at the table having tea and laughing at my slow ass. The maid circled and the music began. My musing ceased and muscles tensed. Fuck! I'm at the damn show! The curtain is coming up and I missed a lot of rehearsals screaming at my ceiling in the last week. Damn that man! Fucking distractions got me about to get my ass beat!
"Look sis, I aint ready for this right now."
She circled me and I kept my gaze on her at all times. I thought about what might be her attack move and wondered how in the hell I was gonna counter attack the muscular fighter.
"Look I'm serious! I aint ready. I havent trained enough, I am not too good with this damn weapon and I really dont think that this is the best way to train someone to fight". The woman straightened her back and spoke one line.
"I came to bring the pain."
The music flooded in and I knew that the time had come.

First we gonna ROCK, Then we gonna ROLL
Then we let it POP, DON'T LET IT GO
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
X gon give it to ya
He gon give it to ya
DMX-X Gonna Give it to ya
I was nameless, and my power was infinite. I was the variable. The Great Unknown. I am X
"Solve for ME!" We lunged for one another and locked bodies in the air. I felt my body bulk to absurd proportions. Wings ripped from my shoulder blades and great claws presented forcing my weapon from my free hand. She howled as talons tore at her flesh. I rejoiced at her short lived misery. She gained a vantage point and spun away from me. Her flesh healed in an instant once she left my reach. She morphed into a winged creature and her shriek was one of a piercing squall and great burst of blue flame. The brilliance of the fire seared my cornea and I was momentarily stunned. I dropped to the floor and my wings retreated into my body. I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them to see with perfect clarity. Saber fangs ripped through my gums and fell forward onto my front legs to race toward the body of the great dragon no opposite me. I connected with her torso and ripped at the thick hide of her body. I sank my teeth in and the metallic taste of her soothed my blood-lust. She howled and swiped at me a great claw. The contact forced my nearly shredded body away from her instantly. I was angry now....
So I face the world like it's Earl in the bullpen
You against me, me against you
Whatever, whenever
What the fuck you gon do?
I'm a wolf in sheep clothing
Only nigga that you know that can chill
Come back and get the streets open
I've been doing this for nineteen years
Niggas wanna fight me? Fight these tears
DMX-X Gonna Give it to ya
Hey folks. I am practicing writing fight sequences and thought I would flex a little on here. Hope ya dont mind to much.... Sorry for the typos and I promise more character depth next time....
So this Sovereign is the unknown One, the great variable, Queen X. What y'all feel about that? Lemme know what ya think....all constructive criticism is encouraged....My writing partner is up on the male counterparts for all my Sovereigns and it is about to get so good in my Chronicle!
Shit, all this from a Pablo Neruda poem---aint that something?
Ya'll be good and stop ducking and dodging Karma, she can bob and weave with the best of them...


Don said...

Femi, are you pregnant? No wonder your face glows in the picture.

What's up?

Bloodstream said...

I like it. Its visual. It makes me wonder if my fight scenes are such. And what better artist to fight to than DMX? Mutha*uck'n genius!

lea78 said...

Leave it to a man to get you sidetracked. LOL Good writing but in the words of Britney Spears, "Gimme More Gimme Gimme More" OK scratch that Britney ish, but I would like another update and no slacking b/c of the holidays :)

Mizrepresent said...

I don't care Femi...she's a bad mutha...oh you know what i mean...i am all for her kicking some azz!

Femigog said...

Don@ What makes you ask such a question sir? Either way you will hear it here first brother! LOL

BloodBrother@ You really think that it is visual? I work really hard at trying to write a convincing fight scene and so I really do need any input you have. Thanks a bunch and get to creating The Sovereign Husbands man!

Lea@ Dont worry, I aint going out of town this week and I will have an update on Turkey Day!

Miz@ thanks lady! I really need to flesh out some of my ideas and having an audience of respected cyber-friends really helps! I thank you all so much for staying interested!

Shai said...

Which Neruda poem? I have a book of his love poems.

Femigog said...

hey Shai! The poem that I started the entry with is Called I Crave Your Mouth by Pablo Neruda and it is one of my favorite poems! What do you think of The Variable Sovereign?

Don said...

I just have a hunch. And your face is glowing.

That aint covergirl makeup either. lol. That's a natural glow.