Sunday, February 17, 2013

Day 17: Goodnight, good body,

you are skin and nails
i am chockboard and water
we love loud
scratch like salt
cool like snow
we will
bend
bend
bend
until we are backwards
refuse to break
insist on sticking
not even the sun will drive us away

but your edges against my back
make me damn to soften the scratch
no sandpaper skin
tonight
just
nails sliding off black sky
just skin
sliding into black night
just two bodies
blackened by time

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