Post by luceluna on Jul 10, 2002 11:06:53 GMT 10
The empty lost highway beckons its child.
She said you were destroying yourself;
Messy free-falling - letting the cables sleep.
The city, half-rested, is silent as glass -
Metal burning marrow.
Your double brings death, so
You carry life, squirming, expansive.
I open my chest,
Inviting your hands in the shredding of my mutiny.
Open your mouth. You
Still fill me.
Your body is a secret and hungry thing.
My manic, ugly rasping brings it to focus,
Trickling inside, sketchy.
I tremble at the smell of you;
Faint for the burn of my fingers on your smooth closeness.
The brooding scar in your eyes penetrates the night.
My veins ache, heavy from all knowledge.
I hold you in my breath,
Citrus in each pore.
She said you were destroying yourself;
Messy free-falling - letting the cables sleep.
The city, half-rested, is silent as glass -
Metal burning marrow.
Your double brings death, so
You carry life, squirming, expansive.
I open my chest,
Inviting your hands in the shredding of my mutiny.
Open your mouth. You
Still fill me.
Your body is a secret and hungry thing.
My manic, ugly rasping brings it to focus,
Trickling inside, sketchy.
I tremble at the smell of you;
Faint for the burn of my fingers on your smooth closeness.
The brooding scar in your eyes penetrates the night.
My veins ache, heavy from all knowledge.
I hold you in my breath,
Citrus in each pore.
