Tuesday, January 12, 2010

powdered instance in plausable mischief
we are pictures pondered by,
you innocence wondered corpses to young
from backyards,
when i was just fourteen i saw a girl names Angel get shot in the face
you face it like wrm blankets
it's welcoming like trained intrinsic lust
and now i cant feel touch except when i touch myself
and i cant feel much unless youre the one feelin me
upon waking your hair is still braided
i braided it while you were sleeping
the grease and oil kept it together while you
dreamt of paris and monsters, police and whiskey.
delicate hairs twisted together like limbs contorted
after a three car pileup.
someone ran a stop light and my mouth yanked from
yours in a horrible way i've always imagined but
never thought would happen.

like applecores for homeless
breathless last breath
pennies in wellness
dropped down layered brick
with walls conjoined and thick
quick my mind to stummble
over words
like arrows shaped by telepathic birds
bath swam in swarms of words
my love can fill endless waterfalls
for you there is no end at all
never giving much thought to human skin,
scratching at your back, thinking about what makes it up.
cells upon cells.
they're stuck under my fingernails.
a part of you now someone who doesn't deserve.
i am not deserving of your skin on my fingers,
after only being used to bloody chunks of mine forcing
their way between nail and flesh.

dogs and bad breth
stuck to trees in timeof faithless
galaly in ancient scri pt tied to trees
and left to drop
into chalice or ground or to worldy crop
make water falls boil over ancient rock
my depth to keep you goes beyond
magic, or wood stilt or long hair that'd fall from
arch shaped windows in midevil lore
i hope to taste you through that through your front door
front door? front door to heaven? front door to hell?
you could end up being either one to me.
my personal heaven. my very own personal hell.
when i burn.
i will burn in either place.
will you burn next to me?
will i smell your skin as it peels away from your muscles?
will our skin melt together?
for eternity?
do you believe in eternity?
there is no quesiton.

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