Lovers trapped
in flourescent corners.
Skin shimmers underneath
loose tees,
beige with the kind of sweat
that blackens
Levi's in the crotches.
Her fingers *****
at his mice-sized ears
which hunger
for the acrylic traps
she lays with her fingernails.
If lips had tongues
his lips would say:
"I've had plastic flesh
and mercury is in my veins
cooling me
until I'm frozen
in the arms
of death."
And his lips never touch
hers:
neck,
breastbone,
cleft-chin,
chapped ear lobe,
crackling scalp,
fracturing spine,
splitting abdomen,
scarred heart.
his are never touched by
hers:
lips.
They finger the hills
of each other's skin:
velvetine,
innumerable,
wet.
Starships beep in the night.
Beep through receivers
from a place against the earth,
but not touching it.
THeir voices are intimate
and not there.
Cries are heard from space
and cradled as breathing
treasure.
Intimate,
but not there.
Their fingers touch each other,
infinitely
and not at all.
He feels her
as the earth feels
remote beeps
in remote intimacy.
Jun 29, 2012
Jun 29, 2012 at 9:45 PM UTC
Lovers trapped
in flourescent corners.
Skin shimmers underneath
loose tees,
beige with the kind of sweat
that blackens
Levi's in the crotches.
Her fingers *****
at his mice-sized ears
which hunger
for the acrylic traps
she lays with her fingernails.
If lips had tongues
his lips would say:
"I've had plastic flesh
and mercury is in my veins
cooling me
until I'm frozen
in the arms
of death."
And his lips never touch
hers:
neck,
breastbone,
cleft-chin,
chapped ear lobe,
crackling scalp,
fracturing spine,
splitting abdomen,
scarred heart.
his are never touched by
hers:
lips.
They finger the hills
of each other's skin:
velvetine,
innumerable,
wet.
Starships beep in the night.
Beep through receivers
from a place against the earth,
but not touching it.
THeir voices are intimate
and not there.
Cries are heard from space
and cradled as breathing
treasure.
Intimate,
but not there.
Their fingers touch each other,
infinitely
and not at all.
He feels her
as the earth feels
remote beeps
in remote intimacy.
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