I clutch your faded skirt
One impatient tug divests
Us both our innocence
Flowers pooling beside
Muddy feet
Laced-trimmed panties
Scarred with childish hearts
Dusty knees, indecent
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Straddling my lap
Your smiling mouth
Is incandescent
No wonder,
The season of love
For I am entranced
By the virtuosity
Of your ghost constellations,
By your freckles
Spiraling wildly
Over sun-pressed skin
There was a time when your eyelashes
Were enough to circumvent reality
A time when anonymity shielded me
From your inferior brand of chivalry
*
Our bodies pinioned together
By an emaciated breath
I found in your shadow an outlet
For my vices, a judgment free-zone
That left us both unaccountable
*
Once I even knew the difference
Between retreat and entreaty
That was before rejection
Altered the rules entirely
*
I could perish in the gaps incurred
By your molecular recidivism
In the breadth of retreating shoulders
I’ve measured the distance between us
And determined that fabrication
Will have to suffice
*
I watched a movie about stalking recently and thought it would be an interesting topic to write about
My heart wears an expression of mute terror
The sort of expression that is inherent in all unsuspecting fossils
Your observations pass over me like an avalanche
Every bone-shattering collision helps to soften my rage
Because unlike my morale gravity is infallible
*
“Blood dilutes over time”
My heart is an underfed furnace
When in school they used to shove
Firewood vertically down my throat
Now I sit clucking my splinter free tongue
In search of none negotiable rubbish
*
“Insanity is the display of any emotion
That defies a preexisting ambiance”
Your limp-fisted smile is the height of fashion these days
Like a guitar string that lacks a prerequisite tension
I find your voice cackling in the pursuit of others
When in isolation, I find that your register has risen
One full octave, as if there were a helium leak
In the space directly above your shoulders
*
I wonder if your eyes have any other orientation
Besides open/closed and if given enough time
Will I be able to force a wink out of you
Or at least an honest to goodness frown
*
Nerveless in bondage
Your diminutive margins
Desecrate my heart
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To circumvent change
You tether both root and limb
With wire-tongued critiques
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