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Kara Goss Oct 2012
six of my bones
placed into these microphones,
I hope you can hear these walls talk.

five of my fingers
placed into these singers,
I hope you can feel what they say.

four of my hairs,
placed into these snares,
I hope you can tap to my thoughts.

three of my toes
placed into these flows,
I hope you can rinse in regrets.

two of my eyes,
placed into these lines,
I hope you can read me as well.

one of my hearts,
placed into these charts,
I hope you know I've given it all.

none of my tears,
placed into these fears,
I hope you know how I appear.
Kara Goss Oct 2012
Pin pointed dots on ink dyed paper that form the shape of landscapes with criss-cross markings etched upon them,
The locks familiar opposite near the bottom of a magnet based drawing with directional letters informing the reader,
Of all the places I want to be,
none
have any of the latter descriptions tied to them with pieces of ribbons and gracious salutations.
My desired destinations have no flight patterns or ticket stubs, only priceless hopes and fantasies.
Kara Goss Oct 2012
chattering teeth
give away this awful cowardice
honesty at best, couldn't honor promises.
how is it I seem to care so much,
yet know you oh so little?
a riddle tickling each one of my ribs,
to the cold shouldered,
I'm just a shiver.
Kara Goss Oct 2012
Sift thru these depressing records
Burn the bad ones darling,
Discordant sounds amongst waves of human speech
Allowances built upon misery's need for company
Pressed wax with aim's to spark set-backs,
Step back,
See the bigger frame
Record upon your mind
A classic masterpiece for the day.
Kara Goss Oct 2012
grip it harder
till the breath can only seep out
tears are what I seek out
get you angry
see how you **** me now
bruises with a howl
a predator on the prowl
prey on me.
lay on me.
make it reckless
turn it fowl
sink your nails into my shoulder blades
your teeth into my ear lobes
***** whispers,
I want to hear those
insincere flows
just two interconnected weirdos
Kara Goss Oct 2012
batted eyelashes
winked eyelids
open doors
clothes fall to floors

silk on satin
both on carpet
you got the lighter baby?
please, let me spark it.

Inhale
Dilate
Circulate
Brain cells annihilate.

skin on hair
both on mattress
you got that *** baby?
please, let me smack it.

Turn around
Up and Down
Headboard Pound.

r e l e a s e

light another up
sheets on bodies
bodies on each other.
Kara Goss Oct 2012
Study these lines
Run my fingers across your vindication
They seem to be the stitches in my patience.
But rips where it seems to be seams,
When you blame all the casualties on me.
A duo of thievery
Often shades what I believe to be
As a better game than these extra pieces need.
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