these long lines of me
have begun to curl
and split
along small vulnerable points
-separating-
till i stand blank as bone
.. but then you too peel away your palimpsest
new page
new tone
driven by us
a place where my alone is not read into
where your sidelong gaze allows for this core ruin of mine
to be unknown and unknowable
scribbled sick blue skies
gray clouds somersault and lick
eater of hue
it cannot be deleted it cannot be scried
this is the waste we do not wait around for to be fixed
it is a space where margins are let in
as is
and i no longer feel written down
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 3:05 PM UTC
these long lines of me
have begun to curl
and split
along small vulnerable points
-separating-
till i stand blank as bone
.. but then you too peel away your palimpsest
new page
new tone
driven by us
a place where my alone is not read into
where your sidelong gaze allows for this core ruin of mine
to be unknown and unknowable
scribbled sick blue skies
gray clouds somersault and lick
eater of hue
it cannot be deleted it cannot be scried
this is the waste we do not wait around for to be fixed
it is a space where margins are let in
as is
and i no longer feel written down
dm micklow
