I
lay abed or stream sensing an uneasy woman. I un-adore chaos while fiending for
disorder, as familiar to silence. tiger eyes or cheetah veins so softer when
she greets. maybe a bit of hatred, for tiles are endurance, but beauty is
fragile—succinct pain indistinct misery while happiness floods its castle. if
to break tyranny if to get inward where two identify with needing acceptance:
by blood in brains by seas in intuition or so thrusted by spears. at an
enduring woman by a caged man as both walk in skin. beautiful dialogue by
serpent trees while apples have become fulsome. but more to hunting rites in a
dangerous jungle where hairless-sorrow becomes edible. souls cannot depart, as so
alone, but never solitary; sea contradiction or paradox such reason,
resilience, so hands-off but so intimate. a frown in essence a sneeze internal
where mystery surprises its melancholy. in a talking bear so sore a claw while
nails scrape flesh; something needs itself, something tries to kill us, such
privacy in a young survivor. by dreams of a coyote, to arise as a human, to
sense ants crawling in sheets. most have damage or fiery imprints while such
tender palms. so vacuumed so sullen, but he didn’t support her. by fear
manifested in intelligence as a soul bankrupt. they qualm over words.
scholastics muse wisdom. while so close but unaccepted. to read in private, but
never vocal, seated, preferring media, wild eyes, such gorgeous possibilities;
as improbable winners as a curse made sweet into a woman made glory. seasons
passed, so long ago, where she lingers—she sounds in echoes, she dies so happy,
such rings speak to losing. nothing so gentle a touch in a dark room a building
in its kitchen. but kindness of a simple embrace while voltage betrayed them. to
become as rooted like a granduncle. (some need to adore gloomy as producing
lights into such a cure—those threshing eyes by winnowing flesh, if but to
believe in you!)
