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an offering of green
 cream avocado meat 
from lemon rind hands
 which sour and wrinkle my fingers when i try to hold them. 
“welcome home. 
 I love you. have we met?” the lick of the puppy tongue
 on my skin like this: 
I’m only warm when I’m treated warmly -- the fizzy boil of hot adrenaline
 up and down my spine like 
it’s desperately never felt the heat before,
 is not a kind of warmth. hungry fingers here on my vertebrae finding out where the loose links are - is not an adventure. it smells of cold food, or stale fire, the way something smells when it isn’t quite right 
isn’t quite for consumption -- -- 
but almost a gold-leaf paper bowl – no –
 a lime flavoured bubblegum. here: blow me a bubble, wince,
 and I’ll pop it for you. your eyes ache and squeeze when you eat sour sweets
 because they’re almost something delicious, 
but depriving, just inside this cake there is sour cherry jam: you hold out your sandpaper fist and I don’t know whether it means
“this is the shape of a heart”
 or if dinner just went cold
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC
Sour Cherries
an offering of green
 cream avocado meat 
from lemon rind hands
 which sour and wrinkle my fingers when i try to hold them. 
“welcome home. 
 I love you. have we met?” the lick of the puppy tongue
 on my skin like this: 
I’m only warm when I’m treated warmly -- the fizzy boil of hot adrenaline
 up and down my spine like 
it’s desperately never felt the heat before,
 is not a kind of warmth. hungry fingers here on my vertebrae finding out where the loose links are - is not an adventure. it smells of cold food, or stale fire, the way something smells when it isn’t quite right 
isn’t quite for consumption -- -- 
but almost a gold-leaf paper bowl – no –
 a lime flavoured bubblegum. here: blow me a bubble, wince,
 and I’ll pop it for you. your eyes ache and squeeze when you eat sour sweets
 because they’re almost something delicious, 
but depriving, just inside this cake there is sour cherry jam: you hold out your sandpaper fist and I don’t know whether it means
“this is the shape of a heart”
 or if dinner just went cold
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May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 6:18 PM UTC
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