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Winter Kane Jun 2010
i whispered you a story
into the soft blowing wind

it danced through the air
-letters flying everywhere-
a disarray of the's and or's
a collage of he's and she's

sentences got caught in the trees
tangled and mangled in the branches
tickled, the trees shook away my words

the wind calmed
vowels were shaking
drifting to the ground
needing to be heard
needing to be felt

a new breeze swooped down
and pried up my dying words

warm wind kissed your face
and you started crying
a gentle wind blows
Winter Kane Jun 2010
Quivering flesh
Your lips on mine
Every stroke is a new sensation
Entwined limbs
Corresponding heartbeats
Can't get enough

Breath quickening
Sweat dripping
Pulses racing
Bodies shaking

Incoherent speech
Gasps and moans
Oh God, what a prayer tonight
Clenched fists
Eyes wide open
Long hard kisses
Perfect O's


Laying frozen
Tickled senseless
A silent moment of satisfaction

Slow breathing

Your fingers locked with mine

Two lovers drift asleep
Winter Kane Jun 2010
elijah stood over the railroad tracks
waiting for something to strike

it would come as a loud crack
the echo of bone smashing
into the infinite sound

his limbs spread freely
just a fraction of a moment
spanning all time and existence

he would scorn the trees
for cradling his last goodbye
Winter Kane Jun 2010
my bones burst through my skin
I leave a trail of blood in my wake
my toes scrape the gravel with each step
slowly ripping off each toenail

I can't control my jaw
drool is dripping off my chin
eyes are swollen shut
I can only barely see through red slits

I can feel millions of bugs
crawling all over my skin
biting and ******* and feeding
I scratch and scratch at them
desperately trying to ****

the air is as thick and sour as cat ****
I can taste it on my tongue
every other breath I choke and cough
splattering drool all over my face

in my weakest moment I think of you
and tears start to pour down my cheeks
seeping into each cut with a sting
burning a trail like acid
{title taken from "Knife" by Grizzly Bear}

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