You ask me to turn off the light
so that the moon can shine
over these scars that you're willing to show me
My heartbeat echoes in my empty stomach.
Snow delicately falls in January
Out on the street where it rains at night
it rains at night
The snow
I wish it would cover the moon,
The snow,
A sliver of the moon is revealed
The silver moon slips underneath the drifting snow
That sliver
is all that's left in the sky
If you look closely enough, you can see me, too
Covered by the snow at night,
Letting your waves wash over me
Saltwater drips from your lips
and my stomach won't make it,
My throat is dry,
and I'm purring
in my dreams
I'm a monster
I'm somewhere in between
friday and saturday.
saturday and sick.
sick and happy.
happy and alive.
alive and the moon.
I'm never here
I'm always standing on the beach,
I'm always going into the forest,
My fingers aren't really writing,
They're intertwined between yours.
I'll dig myself out from this hole of words
using nothing but lips
and tongue,
because now dirt is pouring out of my mouth
and soon comes the ashes
I'm waiting beneath the earth
the crust wasn't hard to burrow in
I can cut yours, if you'd like
My room smells good
but my bed smells better
I've switched pillows and it's getting harder to close my eyes
because we're never here
My heartbeat echoes
as your finger slides across my empty stomach.
I've learned some things since I've last been down this gulch
My lungs are full of air and saliva escapes from the corner of my mouth
I learn quick because I know this feeling and I know you
and somehow I learned to stand
Velvet heartbeats fill the silence,
and I miss your hand on my heart,
but it doesn't matter
that your
lips
&
tears
&
thighs
&
neck
are making me miss
you
because I don't have to dream
The thought of you lives inside me
and we're always here.
Sometimes when I smile,
I cry,
because I no longer have to.
2/10/2009
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