Random Poetry

Rabbit Skin

December 02, 2014

The traveller has my rabbit skin

Velvet smooth
desire widens
sinks deep
in the gape

Craving 
my indifferent fingertips
seek
the back of my neck

I shouldn’t explore this luscious terrain
on a slow Sunday afternoon 
sitting alone in an empty cafe

Am I seen
as I run my fingers across
my wrists
begging loudly
for a tender grazing of teeth

so much of me
untouched for years

I have let things go
fleshfull
yet unfulfilled
by the ravishing
the knowing
of my rabbit skin 

mouth and thighs 
open and swell
honey pools
waiting for a precious
sucking
stamen beating
with the flick and flutter

a passing hummingbird
wants
only one taste
he did not want more

Pelted
I am left behind
cold
and wanting




Random Poetry

Shattered

December 02, 2014





Fill the long cracks

made wise waiting
for the right
direction

Decisions hang
slack 
souring
in the turbid belly
of balance

It is time
to catch
a glance
a toe-hold
a break

 fall over
the fucking high note



























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