* As seen in The World Book 2011
your skin swallows up the sun,
until you're fit to burst with sunrays leaking through your fingertips,
your tongue traces thought-ridden lips as your cloudy mind
sheds judgements like clothes for charity
precise and well-worn;
your silence says more than it should,
(
slithering up to my heart, [f ang s] sinking in,
the poison in my veins hums for your voice;
i'm w r i t h i n g
gossamer skin,
underneath
pulled [tight] over blood+bones,
fireworks filtered through fallen lids,
&&
[there's a
song written on the inside of my wrists]
seagreen lyrics singing lifebloods,
as the moon creeps out, child-like curiosity,
inky ghosting locks liplocking across the night,
milky moonbeams f
a
l
l
to earth,
to kiss my buttermilk bones;
and now i'm always hungry,
for pale skin and luminous blue eyes,
[for that
blue roadmap of amazonian rivers to your liquid lusty love]
who else can cool my blood?
there's some kind of animal trapped in between the smooth muscle
and endothelial layers of my vocal chords,
pushing through like a thick vine to overtake my face;
{please,
i'm howling for you}
you: carmine candy and home and real,
i need to be (wholer),
because my breathing w a n e s,
blueblueblue in the midnight air,
tendrils of heat s p r e a d i n g like wildfire;
and the moon . . . waxes, leaving the night sky,
ravenous for
adventure and [p o o l s] into
the ocean;
even the sky feeds from my awe of you;
in the dark is the best way to hear your heartb e a t,
thick
heartstrings like black powerlines p a s s i n g t h r o u
g h
the core of every star from you to me,
.h.o.o.k. onto my diaphragm,
make my pace as they d r a g me to you,
over gravel, grit && grass,
bloody feet on the yellow brick road,
hansel and gretel follow me home;
)
i smile
- k c a b -
at you patiently&patiently,
serrated incisors glinting in sunlight;
and we're only human
-
[the autumn moon is bright, tonight]
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