November 09, 2011

Something Blue


Found in the dark,
wild and half starved
for truth

it is not so much sex
as the cleansing
of the succubus to reveal
the hard syllables
of loneliness.

(How long
since anyone has seen?)

I feel myself
reach for
that place within
(tall grass
dusk sky),

And when (silent)
you join my body
calling my name
(a mere breath)
there are no more
words for meaning.

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