The Tradition of Sesame Oil

By Tantra Bensko

Her skin became The owls And the mountain lions When she rubbed
sesame oil Upon every single molecule of it, In every orifice,
every hair follicle, And opened the door And emerged, glowing, Into
the sunshine.

The daylight became more bright with her scent, More awake with her
shining, more aware with her meticulous attention to the insides of her
nostrils, her sinuses, inside her ears, her cervix, under each toenail.
And it happened

That her lover was walking At the time along a path elsewhere, and at
the moment when she emerged, Naked, in the sunshine, His eyes broke
open on other planes and he was the Owl, the Mountain lions and the
Snails all at once, and Thus

was her skin. He felt it from the inside, as animals, as hormones
animated, as hide, As a flurry of feathers and fur and growls and slime
and beaks all breaking into Light

And into each other, and into her and into him, and the sesame oil
Oozing and glowing, the tradition, the legend, the practice taught by the
ancients, the sacrament of transformation. Skin as love, skin as
Quivering, skin as delicious pourings of Liquid into light and into
words

That drip with the longing to be her skin, Words that are her skin
now, As they are also oiled in every orifice, e v e r y letter, every
space, every CAESURA, every belief the reader has which allows the
words to seep into the brain,

Into every synapse in the brain of the reader, And the reader
suddenly steps into the sunlight of being You, being Your Light, and I become
the owls, the slugs, the crows, and their caws, their hoots, their
Silent slime that glows
So brilliantly in the sunshine, and our BEAKS are colliding,
our talons grasping each other and coming up with fur and feathers,
Our glowing slime seducing each other inside our orifices, and the day
is glad we have walked inside it, NAKED to each other, naked to the
feelings we have always wanted to have, and now let each other
Deliciously feel across the synapses of words, with
thanks, thanks, thanks, and shimmering oily smiles.