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Literature Text
insatiable need
small tastes turn me voracious
wanting to know you
small tastes turn me voracious
wanting to know you
Literature
Acceptance
there's a beauty in
her angled shoulders
between the shadows meeting
beneath the curve
of her breasts
unbroken hours
forgotten in
the narrow dark
silence moves
along the small
parts of her hands
Literature
Unwinding
Rubbing whiskey on my gums
cutting teeth again on want
and rhyme
believing that every bitter love poem
was written about me
(and I deserved it)
.
So maybe I took off my ring
and said: I don’t want to belong
to you
but to the ocean waves
and desert dunes
and every little stumbling heart
that wanders from here to there.
Maybe I proclaimed: my soul
has more chambers
than any one singer can fill
and all I want now
is your song
without
your expectation
your touch
without
your need.
(Maybe I told him:
sleep here at night
but come each morning:
leave)
Literature
colorful
creation's bright dream
feathers and scales are flitting
in sunlit back yards
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oof, i've always had a thing for strangers myself