for how long
for how much longer
Tuesday quietly
on her knees
breeze softening
the edge the edges
of of
softening the edges
of of
on her knees
breeze softening
the edge the edges
of of
softening the edges
of of
gone is the old bark
gone is our skin
thin and meaningless
gone is our skin
thin and meaningless
my carcass
kissing your carcass
dead mouths
kissing your carcass
dead mouths
feeding new roots
up and out and in and through
up and out and in and through
the layers
layers
dissonant filigrees
layers
dissonant filigrees
casting off light
using the dark
using the dark
paper of our skin
to wrap these words
in layers
layers
to wrap these words
in layers
layers
lost geographies converge
along ley lines and hard words
our fence post choices
this wild
wild garden
along ley lines and hard words
our fence post choices
this wild
wild garden
6 comments:
haha you garden does grow a bit wild...smiles....really fun repetition as well...and the folding and wrapping of the paper skin...nice...
lost geographies converge
along ley lines and hard words
our fence post choices
Wow, the whole piece strikes but that brought it all home. Beautifully done!
Some great lines here, nicely penned.
this is hot!(sublime critique i know!:)the rep works well and the passage anna has picked out is... well - HOT! - late night blog surfing makes me sound like a
teen-geek . . . next week
i'm gonna blog before my
tuesday night Glee-fest!
nice write Cat!
Filled with friction in the diction, this piece simmers with just-below-the-surface tension. Tight and tense.
There's something very haunting and sad about this. I like it.
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