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say spine, mean:
gunbarrel.
mean firepit, mean
hot rocks.
2
she is lying
down, the coals of her spine are roasting
the plump deception of her heart,
she speaks smoke.
i am not the only naked poem
in this room.
3
she is loving me like a punch in the jaw.
i am biting my tongue to keep myself
from i love you, i am
a collection of intestines
and no guts, i am
running from love
i'd have to fight
for, i am not
home, i am
not liquid fire
poured on sunset streets i am not
burning.
4
i am not burning,
i am having the end of the world for breakfast, i am
without the guts to digest it, i am
biting my tongue.
she is waiting to roast me
on the flat stone of her breast, i am not
fit for consumption, i will
not burn, i am biting my tongue, i am
in love with my shadow in the morning,
because i don't see it when i stare at the sun.
5
i am sure you are my shadow.
i am not certain i can put you behind me at sunset.
i have bitten through my tongue and left you
only with bloody kisses to remember my mouth.
6
iamiamnot, i have
no clumsy muscle
to cook over your spine,
cook my tongue,
i am not yet ready
to speak to you.
~Notes:
This is the finished version of this poem, I think.
..I really loved this. I'm not sophisticated so I'm not going to even try using big artsy words to describe how it moved me, it just did. Please keep up the wonderful work. Snow_White.
That's the only " weak spot" in what is an extraordinary well crafted,mind spinning poem.
The images are hypnotizing,disturbing and honest.
This is poetry trimmed of all bullshit and pretense.
I wish I saw more of it in this world, and I wish to God I could write it.
You have a singular talent my friend.
Thank you
i mentioned this poem in the New Poem Review thread in the Poetry Forum. the 50% temperature rating is so that it does not affect future temp ratings. - wildsweetone