this can never happen |
O to know your kiss
just reacquaint me with your lips
but you are somewhere I can't go
and this can never happen
someone should cut out my tongue to keep the words from coming up
i love you
i do
i'll ...
Posted by on Thu, 22 Sep 2005 13:14:00 GMT |
Untitled |
a moth to a flame
a tongue to a name
whispering longing
and writhing in pain
feverish touching
fire is lovely
softly resign as
it rises above me
this was published recently in an online magazin...
Posted by on Fri, 09 Sep 2005 23:16:00 GMT |
good taxidermist |
I've become so taxing
so weighted and annoying
changed
undependable and strung out on vegetables
you should wrap me in cellophane
preserve for posterity
unblinking face on an unchanging entity
and tha...
Posted by on Sat, 27 Aug 2005 13:31:00 GMT |
