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IV II
i whisper praise
to the god
king iv ii
ivy to seeds
plant veins
dripping iv
like potential
unknown times ii
this sequential
uncovering of origin
revealing contour
and curves model
ing
faulty lines of
flatlines breaking
earth apart
like shift
ing
seismic plates
quake like a lonely child
in hot water
left with the cold
shoulder
stuttering in ice lisps
Literature
iii. three letters meant to burn
my friends don't know me
like they think they do. i am a shadow on the back
of a raindrop, hanging on by a thread
and just barely, barely there.
(they don't seem to see that i fade; i brighten only when the
sun shines, and that's not often, here.)
i.
i fall in love all at once.
i can feel it in my chest, an aching and a burning that
lights my limbs and curls my fingers
against my heart-line. i leave behind crescent-moons that move
the oceans in my veins; they come spilling out
my eyes and i do nothing but let the
aftermath cascade into chaos.
it is the least i owe myself, i think.
(i cannot love like they do: in all capitals, in ital
Literature
iv.
you drench me
with your stench:
i'm soaked through
and touched; blue
like the ocean--
you run south
through my window
opened half way
to see myself
through your eyes.
Literature
Synesthesia - II
I have learned not to say
when your voice burns under my tongue -
learned not to shiver
at the cold of sirens on the street -
learned not to describe
the pricks and strokes and touches.
I have learned that skin cannot hear,
nor ears feel
(whichever it is).
How strange to think:
I may travel all my life
and never find a lover who can hold my laugh in his palms.
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Like, sublime. That last stanza too..... 