spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
forever pulled underthe waves, tears as blanketssome say stiflingI find comforting almostor perhaps onlyfamiliar a quick glanceand Ishudder, shudderwhat could becould have beenin realityin hindsighthind-thoughtsetting aside the emotionwas in the enda pipe-dream see the curling smokerising, twisting(hair around a finger)slowing becoming nothingexhaleanother wisp of… Continue Reading “Euphoria in Black Harlequin”
you slip through all my cracks soul-seepage with glitter-eye wrapping and curling around shoulders down soft supple belly and intimate sighs headswirl, I inhale …::::…::::…::::… lips speak, whisper firstbloom love I hold each seed precious-birth heart-stream unstoppable dance fingers fly, tongue-fly, words fly, fly,… Continue Reading “Bone-marrow Essence”
thoughts, like ribbons, wend and weave behind my watery eyes, beneath my skin occasionally, while sleeping, one lifts a fingernail and drops unceremoniously to glass-covered parchment just a slip of a thing, really upon waking, I may give it a name then send it… Continue Reading “First Born”
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