dachau fingers
Posted: September 13th, 2004, 7:40 am
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rough sperms
of the prophets i
undresses hessian skins
in brittle litters of chasten husks
fleas of disparity nit
gnaw
groping fingers thru the door
each nail
hammered in shouts rouged to the floor
withdraw. or paint. a word is slanted.
shells contain necks extended
beyond withered tortoise pretensions
an oiled abscess of healing
throbs a heavy reclusive sigh
bitten bristles of thorned
bled thistles edible flawed gristles
nylon nettles of porcelain skittles
hang ur truths on crossed eyes
throw down ur possessions
stirring ur coffee
with dachau fingers
hold the crisp in a soggy embrace
how many blankets unknitted
and re-woven by bored trigger fingers
a trojan of listermints foul breaths
on wings of broken beaks
throw down ur possessions
there is a lately coming
of eucharists
along the malls of solitude
and plug in flowers
in glass only as deep
as mirrored reflective layers
spitting broken teeth
with anklets of hollow
hold my hand lucky tongue faerie
flashing that exposed brazen
look
full of bleats from an unboiled kettle
drum
hair purrs in cuddled laps
bring me back to yesterday
your time
held in curled banana leaves
of longing
there are sleeping dragons
with u there
mount their flames
trickling along ur leg
kissing
enflamed fortress fortitudes
unlocked
bayete usutu vuka
.
rough sperms
of the prophets i
undresses hessian skins
in brittle litters of chasten husks
fleas of disparity nit
gnaw
groping fingers thru the door
each nail
hammered in shouts rouged to the floor
withdraw. or paint. a word is slanted.
shells contain necks extended
beyond withered tortoise pretensions
an oiled abscess of healing
throbs a heavy reclusive sigh
bitten bristles of thorned
bled thistles edible flawed gristles
nylon nettles of porcelain skittles
hang ur truths on crossed eyes
throw down ur possessions
stirring ur coffee
with dachau fingers
hold the crisp in a soggy embrace
how many blankets unknitted
and re-woven by bored trigger fingers
a trojan of listermints foul breaths
on wings of broken beaks
throw down ur possessions
there is a lately coming
of eucharists
along the malls of solitude
and plug in flowers
in glass only as deep
as mirrored reflective layers
spitting broken teeth
with anklets of hollow
hold my hand lucky tongue faerie
flashing that exposed brazen
look
full of bleats from an unboiled kettle
drum
hair purrs in cuddled laps
bring me back to yesterday
your time
held in curled banana leaves
of longing
there are sleeping dragons
with u there
mount their flames
trickling along ur leg
kissing
enflamed fortress fortitudes
unlocked
bayete usutu vuka
.