Friday, January 18, 2013

$84 week

...That's what I get
when too many mouths
hear too many calls
and my car butts in [like usual]
and takes me out of town
to see what other people my age are doing
when their moon shines,
dirtied with stars,
and sweat hits their brows
under all the passions of the sky.

Provoking,
as i rub salts into my thighs
bleed another lullaby
while i'm holding hands --
myself --
under myself --
rocking
rubbing
until persuasion pulls my attention
towards more hands
new mouths,
to jump aerobics with, lunging dollars forward
burning fuels without backup, just desire -- a libertine
wet
distracted
to see what flexibility my body holds,
a living.


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