Tuesday, April 10, 2012

i have your books and their pages
which means i have your fingers
and their hands

i have one nose happening in your ear
which means i have every word
you can ever taste

i have in me a wild throbbing
which devours me at night

i have not you. man who has
never seen me

1 comment:

  1. A complex piece, at least in my eyes, I feel a deep longing, desire to have something missing, despite having so many things already. I can almost find some anti-consumerism undertones, we can usually buy so many things, but it is so hard to buy the one thing we really need.

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