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she wants a tattoo of a
dozen wax paper boats
fluttering up
the cobbles of her indecency
a disappointing rainbow of
gasoline and sentimental sobriety
but she'll have to settle
for the word
toy
written on her wrist in bold
and the truckload of
testosterone-fueled boys
who confirm everything in her
pretty
little
head
dozen wax paper boats
fluttering up
the cobbles of her indecency
a disappointing rainbow of
gasoline and sentimental sobriety
but she'll have to settle
for the word
toy
written on her wrist in bold
and the truckload of
testosterone-fueled boys
who confirm everything in her
pretty
little
head
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waiting on 50
let me
perform
delicate surgery
sing songs of chain-
saw love
along
your supple
summer spine
place the pieces
of your
struggling
jigsaw
map
which match
with mine...
is it safe
to say
that I've
talked
you
to bed
for several
weeks?
would it be
wise
for me
to sew
your proper name
into my
sheets?
or play
your
memory
like a
melody
arranged
in bits
between heart-
beats?
well
my heart's
refrain
repeats
'til my mouth
stutters
what it
speaks
and though
the
syllables
get jumbled
sentiments emerge
complete
has anyone
else
ever told
you
you're
the good
kind
of
cannot sleep?
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tremors
curled over a porcelain mouth, i let my dinner fall out.
it's 9:33 p.m. and i think about saturday,
when rain hit the pavement like firecrackers,
the sky darker than the shadows behind the shower curtain.
i know there's a spider burrowed between those plastic folds.
funny thing about deep spaces; they feel better
when they're stuffed full. i think about how your fingertips
made my skin feel soft and breakable, how your tongue was warm,
about how my legs wouldn't stop shaking and you laughed, whispering,
"you okay?"
well, there's this experience known as an aftershock.
hands clutching cold tile,
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so kill me, mockingbird
i once said, listen up,
because here's the way
it's going to work:
there will be milky ways
and mountains and clouds
dancing with rain,
the sun won't quite
look the same, and the moon
won't seem so dull.
i once said, come closer,
because there's something
that you need to know:
at night we'll breathe
against each other, move
with each other,
and our delirious melodies
will wake the waves
and shake the stars.
i once said, stay here,
don't go, never ever
leave me:
but here i am now,
eating my words
from a silver platter.
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This piece is very visual and your use of formatting works well to create a vivid read. I enjoyed your choice of lexis, and the tone too also executes a brilliant read.
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