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the tide

that drags

me

down,

you spit me

out upside

round,

you haul

and pull

and push

me in,

and then

you let me

spin

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push your thumb

into

my mouth.

hold my tongue down .

follow the slide

of your fingers.

stroke lip inside out.

follow chin

to  jaw.

take my words

take my words

take my words.

thought i would revisit this one…

leejaye

i am terrified

by the

rawness of this

desire –

i can feel it

stripping me away,

one layer

at a time.

i suspect that,

eventually,

it will

leave me

as

neatly exposed

as a carefully

skinned

rabbit,

all inside out,

all pure

visceral

mass.

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lightning on this edge

of sky this is you and me

our long kiss goodbye

the moon swallowed by

the dragon maw of cloud you

closed your eyes and sank

i am

walking

somewhere

on

the verge

of

waking.

i dream.

i grasp

your hair

your throat your

wrists your hips.

you.

press my lips

tightly

to your

locked

heart and soul ,

find and hear

and match

the neatly

pulsed

rhythm

contained

only

within you.

and

then

awake

to

a new

and

sudden

dawn.

you see?

i don’t

think our

napkins

are folded

at the

same

table

after all.

 

the why and the how,

the then this now,  north is south.

this compass broken

heat humidity

and i lick the sweat from your brow

humidity heat

she

hears

all his

b  i  g    w i d e   w o r d s.

she

hears

them,

takes them all in,

pares

them

back,

exposes

a

curiously

fine boned

font

beneath.

 

 

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