cripple me up
in you
take me out, take me
up
into your innocuous
dream
you return
to you to
me in
you: me
grant me leave in your
felt ice-chilled air
your shattering cupola
of you in
you,
endolithic fingers
puncturing
endearing
slither me into your
tender infection
and lock the door
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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