eat
snap—”you cut the pincers like this,” crack—”break the backbone like this…you see? there are no gentle hands to eat,” my fingers curl into fists, “don’t worry, flowers will eat you one day too!” she winks,
spell
“you are up there, that star is you,” your eyes shine, “it’s not true of course, but it’s real because the two of us believe it,” I smile, “and there is me!”‘Shh… don’t question this, you can break open the star and read it, but a spell is a spell; it’s woven between two hearts,’…
Here
“Where are you going?” you ask; I slip between lonely bodies, and say, “help me turn the noise off,””Here,” slipping on those headphones from a once-upon-a time love, “but don’t you want to stay?””I can’t, I don’t want to see what I don’t want to see,””It’s just us,” —confused“There is forever in silence, and I…
circle of hands
since i could not have the circle of our tiny hands linked forever; i will have each of ours that have paired to a forevermore; feet dancing to eyes euphoric in the other’s gaze, each rhythm intensifying, spiraling in a hall of mirrors—in my dreams, roses fall from the sky,
tune
the well has dried up, the sea rests in my eyes; a longing for a secret rhythm, a tune lost that haunts me; the tiger’s eye holds a quiet demand; i refuse to let these knees kiss ground; your eyes will hold the very thing that you study entombed in me,
snip
the house of worship raises its’ walls around me, the ink in my hands evoke the blood in my veins to spill into white; all of me wants to grip into you, sink till everything that is me is undone in you; but i can see the flashes behind your shuttered windows, and i must…
lightning
the fire under your feet have burnt the valleys, shredded the clouds, bled the rivers dry, the bees melt their coats, honey crystals into rock, no milk drips down birthing mouths, no vines climb the grape gardens; every blooming bud has curled in itself; in this land that spoke the language of profusion, only a…
storyboard
the storyboard has pieces i like to move; sweet princess at the center, her shadow tells her a story with such glamour, she is asleep in wonder; her insides slow eaten by the knight; the king and queen have sold her to the bishop entrapped in an upside-down tower; no soldiers hold her banner; the…
teeth
don’t let those teeth sink down your neck too long; the well dries up, get off your knees; i know you would bleed into paleness for the drought that plagues her heart; trust me, it will not be enough; for all that you give, you will be left like a broken doll in springs’ lushness;…
asleep
should your feathered wings, tipped in night, fly as wings must do; i hope the bones in me grant me the wish to grow gnarly, wild, rooted; asleep forever, so you may rest your talons on my stiffened tresses,
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