writing on

This is a collaborative piece with Leanne who's words you can find at Elegantly Jaded

 

the first wall we wrote on:

second hand time

the was of you

silk thread black tie

circumstance tailored to dark night

seams of a stitched sunrise

strength of a echo etched

alphabets genuflect

archivists ache in and out in and out

in a celestial library

memory my twisted sister

taunts from A to Z

hallelujah is a hole

no fairytale bucket list or materialists goal

object is subject skin is edge

hell is a precipice

an absence

fledged

 

 

 

the ceiling:

gone is the gone of love

incongruent unity

scalene horizon how we reach

our balance

balanced

latitudinal ballast

rest in the anchor of ground sky so lonely

it cries rust

in this wasteland womb

dripping time

between alcoves and shades of being

mystic mouths in the dust

believing

pupils dilate us into seeing

holy cunts in absolute arcs 

reinventing the sky so lonely

second hand time

 

 

the second wall we wrote on:

un     becoming the hue that killed me

malleable                         parameters

spun in the sinkhole of pith

dissolving boulders loosening shoulders with it's current

open tuning the air the air it's there

sighs sung cries strung along

a nubile vista

the honesty of our bodies

alternating breaths like a piston

ricochet aurora

love's projectile no projection

infinite ache

a heart's gate

incessant

essence

 

 

the mirror:

of my old story

I kiss

her obtuse lips

dialogue angling

for a reaction

 

 

the wall with the painting on it:

alongside the intimacy of ink

gentleman quills duel

jarred by the solemnity

of vowels

suspended in

invisible ink

language accumulates in the edge of risk

corner of the mouth semnatics