deaf hands falling in mid air
our hands
flailing
grasping at skin and tit
open mouths stuffed
with heavy breathe
and bed pillows
sewn shut with the thread of said words
we speak in typography
across rivers and the white lines
of one way bridges
we talk with our thighs and hips
they are full of mouths full
dark places
full
oceans
full
I am full of hips and thighs screaming
from beneath the blanket of whiskey
and mouthwash
hot breathe from cell towers and satellites
lights off
we speak in character because we are
characters
we are
tongues licking lips
we talk with our tongues
on soft skin
on hard skin
skinned
we talk with knives and razors
skinned we speak
bled, we speak
thinned
we speak
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our hands
flailing
grasping at skin and tit
open mouths stuffed
with heavy breathe
and bed pillows
sewn shut with the thread of said words
we speak in typography
across rivers and the white lines
of one way bridges
we talk with our thighs and hips
they are full of mouths full
dark places
full
oceans
full
I am full of hips and thighs screaming
from beneath the blanket of whiskey
and mouthwash
hot breathe from cell towers and satellites
lights off
we speak in character because we are
characters
we are
tongues licking lips
we talk with our tongues
on soft skin
on hard skin
skinned
we talk with knives and razors
skinned we speak
bled, we speak
thinned
we speak
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new blog but still the old, tight and raw voice...talking with knives and razors, thinned, bled, skinned..def. a felt write d.c.
ReplyDeletedang love the intensity in this man...we talk with our thighs and hips
ReplyDeletethey are full of mouths full
and the tongues...my fav parts...
Speak it, indeed! razor sharp, no pun! Pointed images that play in ones mind long after the readings done. Fantastic!
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