Enter Flesh
Words
enter flesh
melting into pores
puncturing plumped skin
seeping through swollen folds
insinuating themselves between
clutched fingers
pursed lips
crossed legs.
One
word
unlocks
all those
closed places.
I
was sure
I'd locked up
tight for the night
but I was wrong.
enter flesh
melting into pores
puncturing plumped skin
seeping through swollen folds
insinuating themselves between
clutched fingers
pursed lips
crossed legs.
One
word
unlocks
all those
closed places.
I
was sure
I'd locked up
tight for the night
but I was wrong.
Yummy. The feeling reminds me of a haiku--particularly the last twist. Is the physical shape of the poem (a series of arrows?) deliberate?
It's supposed to echo the Chinese character for copulation
肏
To Cyn:
The Other Girl
Quick sands of shadows
creep over my body,
as I slip under the covers
beside her naked body.
Trails of aftertaste
still linger in my mouth
from going down on her.
I see myself as a tourist
of my own tragedy.
I realize now,
at the hour of my displeasure,
it was not my ignorance
that lead me here,
only my inexperience,
and,
life’s wicked little turns.
You DID flash on the enter/flesh character! I love it. Does it make any sense to say, "It no longer surprises me that you often astound me"?
A lover of words, of course I adore this. Thank you for speaking my language. Beautiful.
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