[work in progress/new/random]
…and because I try to evaluate the birth of this
how extremely violent these
limbs protrude decay
ash intimate time with every inch is necessary
with her
body his
body together
and complicate the natural translation of
blood
splatter and oral
history…
when she told us this couldn't
possibly survive like this that
our present decision to(o)
remain on the edge of their
held breath waiting for them
to(o) solve something we couldn't
even understand we never
took her seriously enough we
laughed standing at the ledges of buildings
we threw rocks from
overpasses to(o) enjoy the sound
of broken glass and bones
and only worried when
our flesh was
directly involved with something
scalding…
Posted 09/03/12
I know this was up before, but thee was a misspelled word in the poem. Sorry.