my spanish flu,
it's an easy smile to say i feel dead today.
you in your seethru, tempting flashy and nearly divine.
fleshly your beauty sleeps in the same place on the bed
every single nightly. i feel tired, i feel asleep. you. oh you.
your punishing wet reign.

infectious i know the list of things you can do is this
that and that. something else, an illusion, a firework
my mind
my thought train station
sleep sleep dream dream, find the edge,
fall to
who does have a clue?

something true
i want to press a woman against me in concrete

the streets can last forever you know that,
the directions can be anything

though, i can hardly tell which way is which,
one place,
i can hardly stand is to stand outside your door
& pretend i want nothing more.



i want more.

i decided that from experience.
that was the same day i decided,
that was the day when i went outside
the drops of sky looked heavy & nice
& appropriate for the moment & cooling
i vividly remember needing cooling,
you brand new.
that was the day


before that,
in between the angel and the devil, there was a mannequin.
waiting for life

the plasticity and smoothness the comfort of the window felt so quiet.
if you sit
a safe on your heart forever it will go numb like any other
body part
except you;
bare your arms
open the chest. sigh,

i'll call off the comfort treaty
i'll call you something safety, better yet
will you be my sweet pea?
will you switch to my kriss kindle
ever forever, hey. stay awake take my frame
exchange, stay.
and gift me the give that keeps the pouring
strong, unpredictable and

you can't put a price on more warmth from touching
you left everything sunny today

sunbeam,
my heart has its own proteus
john merrick, it's ok.
take a risk, take a chance.
touch her knees. feel free.


everything is getting bigger, and sleeping with giants

you fell soft on top of me like a hard rain
your neck hot pink against my cheek a cardamom
april flowers i wanted to see how many inches of space exactly
are left over when i have every bit of you inside my
grasp.

your name is on everything of mine and so is mine walking.

uneven footsteps and burning conditions, i am ready to run.
i am spanish new.

09/11/2008

Author's Note: i have always said that i like to kiss a womans shoulders from behind first. i decided that from experience.

Posted on 09/12/2008
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