August 2, 2010
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New Poem
This was a poem from the spring. Finally had time to sit with it and flesh it out. I tend to be a fan of naming your poems…however, I can’t seem to think of a title. If anyone has a suggestion after reading it, feel free to send it my way.
Poem
Wombs bring fruit together
the smooth outer skin mottled
by nibbling teeth, plucking
the meat away from the rind.
The tongue moves from its mouth cavern
scaling the vowel canyon
to the fault ridge
until held back by
the hyoid bone.Raised up on the heel of the hand
and the most unimaginable angel hips,
pleasure commands the larynx,
the world is water pierced with light
syntax does not exist here
only the body/mind connection
body is the mind is the body
a hibernating den waiting
for the wakening call of spring
duality suspended in a single touch
the beloved is the self is the beloved.
