that giggle.
a sharp peircing.
i bled.
my chest an open cavity.
ice.
breath into it - warm air reflected.
now the slow climb up.
the heaviness of memory
the desire unfullfillable.
take my honey no longer
Friday, December 14, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
discharge
acid ic
tarmac
turmeric.
stop there, you've gone to far.
back you get.
please.
begging
retrace the step
closing up and back in.
comfort in the sewing up of it -
the motion of it.
the alone ness of it.
cloth over her face
dreams of running bare breasted.
this
wet space
welcoming
warranted
why can't you see that?
tarmac
turmeric.
stop there, you've gone to far.
back you get.
please.
begging
retrace the step
closing up and back in.
comfort in the sewing up of it -
the motion of it.
the alone ness of it.
cloth over her face
dreams of running bare breasted.
this
wet space
welcoming
warranted
why can't you see that?
Friday, December 7, 2007
the things she thinks
put your finger out slowly.
my finger
reach out
tender
fear
what is it?
will it hurt me?
my other hand at my mouth.
arm bent to protect my chest
can i measure this?
can i take a specimen?
no time now, heavy boots.
i'm back to my pacing.
I'll just wait here.
there was no waiting
and there was only waiting
long spans of time apart.
welcome to your re-entry.
is this really what it looks like?
here he comes again, entering, with his heavy boots.
why does the pleasure come out in tears?
you know why.
my finger
reach out
tender
fear
what is it?
will it hurt me?
my other hand at my mouth.
arm bent to protect my chest
can i measure this?
can i take a specimen?
no time now, heavy boots.
i'm back to my pacing.
I'll just wait here.
there was no waiting
and there was only waiting
long spans of time apart.
welcome to your re-entry.
is this really what it looks like?
here he comes again, entering, with his heavy boots.
why does the pleasure come out in tears?
you know why.
essence
put your finger out slowly.
my finger
reach out
tender
fear
what is it?
will it hurt me?
my other hand at my mouth.
arm bent to protect my chest
can i measure this?
can i take a specimen?
no time now, heavy boots.
i'm back to my pacing.
I'll just wait here.
my finger
reach out
tender
fear
what is it?
will it hurt me?
my other hand at my mouth.
arm bent to protect my chest
can i measure this?
can i take a specimen?
no time now, heavy boots.
i'm back to my pacing.
I'll just wait here.
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