Saturday, April 4, 2009

-the decade between-

I hid in bed with a man for one year
smoked two bowls a day
& used his carcase as a rag

our chemicals soaked
like dirty pots in the sink
addicted to yours
and yours to mine.
mine.

& i am the woman
& you are the lion
you with your warm spit
& me my soft skin
you with your fierce groans
I with my heated bones
together.
my youth at the mouth of your jaws

our plum love
that tried to span the decade between

but you are much older
and i am much new
so within your bed
i grew away from you

<3