Friday 5 April 2013

off

i made
an arrested appearance as swift as an arrow

it worked,
as you clapped me inside your palms
it's sweaty and smells sweet and like bleach here

is this all you've prepared for me?
i figured it would be something bolder.

i breathe in discomfort
while getting the sticky tags off

a mission without orientation,
intention
or obsession.

but i am counteracting that
as i'm groping at your skin cracks

marking my presence
and our past.

a pillow not so soft
but organic so who's complaining?

mass of pulse
pink. raw. brown. red. wet.

i am inside you. you are inside me now.
we've completed the circle.

animals.


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