05 December 2010

3 #5: The Poems



i flow glistening through the canals of your disdain
lost in the hilarity of my own opalescent fear
fenced in by your elaborate sexual ballets
i take this freakish instant of escape as you cry
tears falling like silence into the desert of us
i smash into your whispered cruelties and ears
scraped by the sharp echos of your anguished scrutiny
logic collapsing amidst this explosion of my world
i run from the reverberations of your hate
toward the twilight of a dawn passed long ago


3 comments:

oline said...

that bonnet totally just paid for itself.

Linda said...

this is the new highlight of my evenings.

oline said...

that is exactly as i had hoped it would be.