You asked me to spend time in your red hair
With our joints clacking like the piano in your mother’s bedroom
We collapsed
Aging
Reminding our tired hearts that we are still beautiful and still young
and GOTdamnit there is so much left to learn
She must be cooking chicken tonight
while we fuck on the maroon carpet in the foyer
The kitchen
Through the wall
Smells like dinner time in October
Her kid always running somewhere
probably made three years ago in a similar position to
the one we find ourselves in
Knees on the hardwood
Bones in the empty television screen
She holds me like a cigarette and breathes me deep
Deep
Into her lungs
We weep together like tortured children enslaved
to the masters of Future and Time
Who could find us sleeping when the moon is full?
You are my breath and the length of my spinal column
You are electricity and you dance like a devil along my fingertips
You are madness and thirsty
and we survive the night by feeding to one another poison
from the tips of our tongues
Blind love
The wild rage that made you bite your lip
The lamp shatters to orgasm
09.2013
.
With our joints clacking like the piano in your mother’s bedroom
We collapsed
Aging
Reminding our tired hearts that we are still beautiful and still young
and GOTdamnit there is so much left to learn
She must be cooking chicken tonight
while we fuck on the maroon carpet in the foyer
The kitchen
Through the wall
Smells like dinner time in October
Her kid always running somewhere
probably made three years ago in a similar position to
the one we find ourselves in
Knees on the hardwood
Bones in the empty television screen
She holds me like a cigarette and breathes me deep
Deep
Into her lungs
We weep together like tortured children enslaved
to the masters of Future and Time
Who could find us sleeping when the moon is full?
You are my breath and the length of my spinal column
You are electricity and you dance like a devil along my fingertips
You are madness and thirsty
and we survive the night by feeding to one another poison
from the tips of our tongues
Blind love
The wild rage that made you bite your lip
The lamp shatters to orgasm
09.2013
.
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