Monday, June 6, 2016

fragments, pt 2

light moves over your sleeping body:
a shifting patterned robe
fluttering lacework
curling arms
wind chimes

comforter, lavender, coal
endless texture mixer
color theory wheel
hollow-pocked cheeks
parted lips
crooked teeth

crack me like a walnut
my apple-hearted crock pot
kin, catharsis, improv
partner, cartwheel, seasalt:
burning incense,
trailing thunder,
steady breather,
fists like cusping peonies --
open me.



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