I swilled pupils behind your glass Then sighed into the telephone.
(…)
reflections of me peering out. /Against each felled bough
The sneering nose, /blooms indignity
supports a wire /swelling like vineyards
framing your visions. /over sultry horizons;
Beneath /I float and stare
a satin camisole /at equanimity
connected to me /vanishing in undue time,
below the belly. This was our ship /like my young grapes
taking on /dripped on your bodice
water. /while you drank with no conscience.
Jul 23, 2012
Jul 23, 2012 at 3:02 AM UTC
I swilled pupils behind your glass Then sighed into the telephone.
(…)
reflections of me peering out. /Against each felled bough
The sneering nose, /blooms indignity
supports a wire /swelling like vineyards
framing your visions. /over sultry horizons;
Beneath /I float and stare
a satin camisole /at equanimity
connected to me /vanishing in undue time,
below the belly. This was our ship /like my young grapes
taking on /dripped on your bodice
water. /while you drank with no conscience.
MMXII
July 23, 2012
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