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The Eclectic Pen - The Haunting

By: Eva L. (wearetrees)   + 37 more  
Date Submitted: 10/8/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 354
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I found a new dime, squashed into the back pocket of my old jeans, the vibrant profile of the dawn in my belly So this is what it’s like to starve for breath shave your head find a poem in your overcoat That night you wound me up, the earth in triptych, directed my gaze to something stunning - and it was me Knuckles white from a prurient misdeed, heart glowing in its chamber like some magnificent bug I wanted you so bad, considered my life unrefined until then, simmered under my skin with blankets boiling Your long arms wrapped round my hips like distorted waves, my body some underwater creature bending to the horizon burning in the shade The heat shrinks my pupils like a tiny minaret in the distant city dilates my airborne muscles becomes the fossil in my spine I long to cast my net over you, to linger in your lungs be divine for you, tight and tiny I want to learn to lie awake with one eye open on that infinite parade, to erase my face from the pillow, plant it in the bread, the crumbs you lick from your fingertips When I whisper, when I press my head against you, burrow into your neck like some nighttime bird I am suffocating to be near you I am close but I am lost, I am leaving Even when I change like this, go from dust to soft earth to brilliant day, I am sawing you in half, drawing cool water from your well, your lips like fine silt around my fingers I know I conjure some shred of recognition in your bones, some laughter you conceal in the teeth bury in sand nurse like foam in the palms of your hands, such delicate fragrant fruit Behind my eyes I carve strange monuments to our abbreviated words, our sticks, our stones, dig my heels into the tender grass around you What I command I steal away - fantasies erode the earth, tease the air like lightning that slick electric pulse hair a tangled nest your breath buoyant in the bedroom Last night I felt you in the passage of time in the empty minutes my lonely lust lodged in the ribs of my disguise, I felt you stash rich deposits of my life in your life

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