Sawtooth Peak// Mineral King, Ca

She’s foreboding in an awesome

death titillating kind of way

like, as in, if i am to die perhaps

this would be the place

for her to take my life as i find myself

scrambling skittering with jagged bits of

particles’ ejections into prickly rarefied air

i’m high literally and figuratively, charged with an

adrenaline angst up the sharp spine of this killer ridge

sawtooth is seductive, 

she is has an alluring ominous slate grey side,

ripped, crevasse ’d, and cracked 

her beautiful northeast granite face 

albeit malevolent wears a 

perennially white snowy napkin in glacier’s cold

her chin is sloped sharply, wildly

straight skewed, dizzyingly far below me

her sensual sides are left of me - northeast;

her right side is southwest 

both i have fondled with my eyes

both precipitous, 

both candy i greedily engorge with hungry vision

she’s surreptitiously slight slipped and straight 

on both her sides, she’s gorgeous

she’s sexually appealing, 

she’s danger’s mystique

the girl next door in my fresno backyard

she calls me in wilderness intrigue,

“c’mon over here, just a little closer”

with a sinister pull of sensuality, arousing, 

she stands high towered, naked and raw 

her designated secluded space in time

she lies, a scaled version of Mount Everest’s

halfway across the world for you and me

if you dare the risk for a crazy careless plunge, 

an instant acceleration’s drop 

to sudden euphoric death

in nature’s den, fully lit and witnessed by 

a glaring sun of high altitude ecstasy

“get yourself together, she’s a maneater”

an inner voice cautions me

“beauty beguiles, a slight slip of enraptured mind’s flight

and you will fall into her arms”

a trance like euphoria descends and prevails

i vaguely recall

the mountain peak killer’s kinetic energy’s draws

me nonetheless to this highest top 

of this part of the world’s spring loaded 

potential plummet 

a personal carnal wreckage prospect

a bursting, cracking, spurting

blood pumping, vein tearing 

ripping flesh and fracturing bones . . .

“be care . . . fu .  .  . ll!”

A Scream, . . . 

Not mine

through clenched teeth . . . “noooooo!”

i know such a one, her victim

my friend

he who broke every rib except one

he broke a clavicle, and one side of his pelvis 

a crushing fall, his descent 

she foiled his return from her 14,000 foot crown

her saw’s tooth summit,

her jagged rocks did their harm

then feigned a phony benevolence, 

her futile stab of covert mercy stinted 

ruggedly stopped my friend’s unconscious flesh

from further fall by yet another brutal hindrance -

she abruptly stopped his careening fall

and cradled him close to brink of death,

his would be corpse

kept alive for her pleasure, 

like cat and mouse

on her hard mineral skin, so cold 

sawtooth lapped thirstily

my fallen friend’s bright red splotches

she proudly sported, wore his speckles

his precious living human blood

she savored the sprayed foam of his punctured lungs 

those  gurgled bubbles, white, wet shiny

on her mineral tongues

in the glaring sun

my moans of agony muffled 

which she sawtooth sent

via her cruel condescending condolences

i still hear echoing 

her reverberations of a rock’s heartless mockery

amidst frantic satellite phone’s pleas’

calls of distress, mercy calls for human’s aide

deliverance from sawtooth’s harm

until helicopter help arrived 

sawtooth sierra nevada peak

she’s appropriately named

her teeth are sharp; 

she’s widow maker’s peak 

of the sierra nevada’s spine

a razor’s edge climb

her prize is in reaching the top;

her summit point

the rub is a friend’s descent fall

shattered bones and a 3 month coma