by Senna Jawa
These first 5 lines make the poem for me. Very cummingsesque especially in line 3 in the loving language that itself is twisted around as if dizzy with love.
"declare me not sound of my mind"
"the thread
wraps around
a day after night after day after...
and Ms, as hard as I try
I still steal, my crime,
your every gesture, word, sound --
declare me not sound of my mind"
The last two lines fell short, I would like to order a different ending please.
~anna
and SJ probably wont like me saying that, I wont apologize :)
I like the ending, yes I do. Its well stated and romantic.