fire circles intertwining
eyes and hands and love,
communion
every splinter vibration,
every well-worn welcome
streaming from the center
this is coming clearly
from a straight place
o, so arched and curvy
is it here not dark
but missing light
indulging in the connection
of a frozen companion
stillborn into sympathy
yet wriggling
I'm not choking
not asphyxiated
by a lack of your
you. you of many forms.
you are elusive.
knuckles clench
the sigh heaves
door swings in
and mind blows out
it's the radii
between our eyes
that send mine
crossed in circles
yes, there is a pathway carved out for all my words before they actually get there. they fit between the lines. i make them. i fold them.
i run away into a sentence
i hide inside a word.
let's pick a word.
anaesthetic
masculine
feminine
athleticism
precision
mutuality
love
there's no shame to be had in holyness
Sunday, April 27, 2008
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