I don't write, I paint myself blind with words...diogenes herded...ignorance...gilded cages...filling up on beauty unleashed...free will's maddening fractures...eyes that need to smell to see...
May 4, 2016
the ocean kept telling my story, it was Circe turning us into pigs
I just remember her eyes
they jellied my legs
Geneviève Bujold
I was all egg and shell
coal chasing
diamonds falling
down rabbit holes
here surprisingly
streamlined they were
molecular elevators
umbilical purring
they went sideways
when needing to
I was hooked
into this spawn story
crawl, all I ever wanted
was a wee fae girlfriend
or two, surrendering
to bed post, wonder mint
breath enhancer
and those eyes
deep in hue
pay the bill dear, please
and give me peppermint lace
that taste you wear your face with
when you're pace mopping the floor
with remnants of me
there is a tune you are whistling
it seems melody seeking
how could I not
be surrendering to you
every name of love
inside me that
pure(s) a desire
as never ending
hold on tight
you say, darling
time for flesh
wish-flight
of fantasy
fancy foot free
we're swimmers
we've no need
to walk the roots
of unseen seas
while dancing
a storied oui ...
EJR ©
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