Dec 03, 2011 18:21
i savor this divine key
every time i use it to unlock the front door, i ignite
i can enter this house.
a sweet heart, those loving,
warm laundry, red baby teeth.
i know they're in there.
somewhere. ice bath of stars,
risen, in and out, constant diffidence
and i have to want you throughout
opening faucet of morning - red sun reservoir, leaving
i open the door into the first breath of cold air, try to remember to exhale
into the freezing water, into absolute immersion
then forget. intake, lungs swell, smells like sometime in the distance, something
with old blood around its mouth (to the little dumb rabbit hairs on the back of your neck)
but you will still go home in love tonight.
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