Wednesday, July 27, 2011

fly

We fly like little droves of doves
Scratching the west of each others desperation/ intuition with our wings
Delicate tapping on each others windowsill
Weaving moonlight through the panes
Looking for an unbroken spirit
With mis-shapen pleas
Hugging close the familiar trances
Making the most of the molecules bond

We fly like an army of angels
Through each others clouds
Looking for proof of something pure
Flames that dance in each others hidden culmination
Twinge by twinge
Scratching at each others best guess as to perseverance


We fly like fiery teachers
Defining presence to each other needs
Syndicated sideshows
Through each others windscreen
To cure each others sight
Testing the limits appearances
Kissing the pools of each others wounds
And leaving the form behind

We fly like screaming thighs
Tenderness squirming into each others fever
Rearranging small corruptions
Enough to take a risk on the flashing eclipse of our loneliness
To let the light loose though the west of our prehensile seborrheic wheels
We fly like scattered desert heatwaves
Disappear into each others dreams
Wonder where the rarefied pounding trance comes from
Revealing the test of how the over turned boundaries dance
The best hopes of knowing how to take the chance
Of this corridors avalanche





The rites of passage leave their mark
As the sky turns dark
Mysteries of the heart
Scattered in the dark

What melts the wound

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