December 2009
23 posts
i will wade out
i will wade out till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my body Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery with chasteness of sea-girls Will i complete the mystery of my flesh I will rise After a thousand years lipping flowers And set my teeth in the silver...
too too much to handle. but i am seeking a balance. images and words and paying my rent on time. it is difficult, but possible, and probable. i have never been this player. never dreamed i would see the this end of the telescope. and thus, it was always inevitable. right? isn’t this how it works? the universe is shaped exactly like the earth. and to see a world in a grain of sand. etc. etc....
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