You have colored my eyes blind
and abandoned a shivering animal
cloaked in a barefoot dream
that led us into a dense poverty.
Your fury and my grasping Eros
left us swirling in embryotic
fluids. You have lost yourself
between the breath and stars.
An apartment and an inside out
sofa—Bull ripped out the stuffing—
suffer the footsteps and a heaving
stomach on to wet pavement.
You are a wolf in sheep’s skins
and I am a traitor to your tasting
tongue. There were red apples on
the doorstep and poison on my lips.
I have loved you, yes. Washed my
hands in the grains of rice and left.
Gathered the scattered seeds and
ceased to be visible in the early dawn.
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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