Friday, December 9, 2011

Sediment

And something that transcends
the chalk that slips you
up and diagonal like
grit that lays
wanting
waning, dry in tiny hairs
the wind collecting
i'm all icy when the day breaks
vestigial as trophonics
your words make me necro
rubbing dust
to reach your origin
your lefthand x and y
stay, break it
to me softly floating moon
with ribs that smile
a deft molecular smothering
cause, you know
inside you it's all cacophonous
mess, all quantum tantrum
sine waves
light's like a reprieve
to be only eyes with no skin:
melanoma soma, aural
catastrophoneme
softly break me little sweeping face
your image blur, I torque you
face to summit
call-in-climax
clipped and coughed
opaque cheeks dripping off
ecto-paste on white lunar digits

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