too much to remember
Sorry, but this is where I'm at these days.
you lean over huge
like a dark blanket
suspended
breath leaves sucked down
a quick retreat a
last evacuation
all defenses gone
he rolls up inside into
a trembling crysallis
showing nothing
your large hands descend
then like death heads
on spikes--your demeanor
eyes and face absent
your calloused caress
like slow motion
meteors burning rough
with blood (i hate you)
this is the best of love
and only kind attention
he is ever left to hope for
you lean over huge
like a dark blanket
suspended
breath leaves sucked down
a quick retreat a
last evacuation
all defenses gone
he rolls up inside into
a trembling crysallis
showing nothing
your large hands descend
then like death heads
on spikes--your demeanor
eyes and face absent
your calloused caress
like slow motion
meteors burning rough
with blood (i hate you)
this is the best of love
and only kind attention
he is ever left to hope for