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Bring a Match to Venus
by Nicole Assenzathere's every machination
every gear and screw and sound of it
your voice
(you're such a machine
so organized and thoughtful
just so progressive
how I'd love to be you)
and there's every letter in our names
that I've written on the backs
of my school papers
hearts and arrows, always
it's just simple addition
(addiction)
all familiar instantly
sweet but it hurts,
this careful old knowledge
leaves a silence
potent
it engulfs years
it stretches words
purposeless toys of torture sometimes
and the clever boy
scribble scribbles,
tell me what I am
now you're throwing some against the wall
just to see what sticks
no matter what you said
atleast you're my clever boy
it's just-- why the effort
when every thought
is known and said and heard
before they even exist now?
I know you've figured out
all the sides of me
you've devoured already
the sharp gazes under the moon--
that's a spotlight
it's just sharper than life
there's every motivation,
every machination of ours
and sadly, our mouths can only hope for utterance
what our hearts have longed to release
it's just simple subtraction
(submission)
that leaves us two
without a thing to say one another,entrenched
(just two half eaten strawberries)
but dreamlike I still picture you standing there
somewhere in the future, soon, sometime
I'll be there and you'll be there
and every part of us will be whole
because we can't just drift out into space
hoping some star will catch us
it's sticking little holes in my heart
but I know you know what I mean
all the same
I know the back of your every smile
and I love your W-H's
especially when you smack me in the face
with your backhanded hello that demands everything
well don't I assume too much?
(yet you only said hello
and that's enough to rip it all anew)
such candlelit truths
will never leave this room
echoes and echoes
stirring the old dust
the aching begins
reverence like mine denies forgetting
but what is this?
I'll just bring a match to Venus
see if Aphrodite burns
with her hearts and arrows
01/04/2006 Author's Note: Ever know someone so well you hardly need to speak to them because you already know everything they could possibly say?
Posted on 01/05/2006
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