Friday, May 3, 2013


press the tip of this sentence
against your thigh
working it round with commapause

the small of your back--where i place parenthesis's) (
dovekisses and breath

the words lowered from lips to hips ride sideways
like a bad haiku made of too much
tumbles into prose and spits scent buried in electric fur
tricked out conjunctions heartlocked into exclamation point

cuz when this poem finds you and that place
made of wave and lightening and petals
peachrose and depth

the tip of this sentence (will Gasp!---)
falling gracelessly across heartcages and spent sheets
paper dolls flat on one another

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