Oct 15, 2008 21:30
Used to get excited
to the point of
hammering nails in boards
with the pulse of my fingertips
and get scared 'cuase i'd
look down and see
my shirt beating,
worried that people would
notice my
pre-cardiac arrest
brought on by
youth, anxiety, too much coffee,
too much world,
the beauty and
all it mixed lethal.
Sure enough, once
a doll French girl who spoke
no English laughed and
said what i only understood
by her placing fingers
on my neck and
feeling them bounced by
the flow of my youngblood.
Too overwhelmed and
overcome by her language
and naked beauty
to make love--
Would've popped in nucleus meltdown.
What a French girl would do
with a dead 18 yr old
American in her bed?
So i gently ate her,
and as her hips rose,
as she came in my mouth,
the pulse of her vagina
on my lips
calmed me down
and slowed my beat.
Quit drinking coffee,
gotten older,
made peace with beauty,
calmed my mind.
Heart seldom rattles
the ribcage any longer
like the old animal that
wanted out.
Also curbed my sugar habit
and quit drinking sodas.