Monday, October 16, 2006

Roach & Kiss

Night’s pucker to the pillow’s odor,
The garbage vents fumes, visible even in dark

The spiders knit traffic barriers
From juniper to juniper across the sidewalks

Caution, love’s cantata breaths the roll over
Airs, sawing looms, depressing rhythm

Of the open mouth & sinus, the teeth trumpet
Out a menu and the hollows around

Us ease to chitonous motion, dark alien movies
Of my dreams. One, she comes to kiss me,

To love me in the dark, to tickle my lips
& eat in the smell. I wake to brush

Soft fingers over my sticky mouth, slick shine
& waving away at the wing-folding darkness.

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