Feb 18, 2004 17:03
this is the new version of the poem i posted its better to me tell me what you think
i blink and roses appear
against my translucent lids
transposing past beauty with mammoth pulsing petals
i see women far gone
their words as naked as sin
sex covering their eyes
for all these desires
only the bruised leaves of thought
remain from tearing my own skin trying to join them
in the years shot out behind me
A gesture, a sentence is all i want
An interlude of fire and language consuming my head
i want Natalie Wood to undress my seduction and
Djuna Barnes to whisper dry tonesinto my hand for me to hold
i stand remote with longing my aura
and generations past my pain
the wretched fall of my eyelids
can only reveal the sweet musings of my dead lovers