7.07.2011

let me eat you


The calm before the storm has a vacancy for sounds.


peel slowly,
toes know, 
circle circles,
thighs shiver,
hold tight,
clench distance,
touch me,
feed wood,
nipples thrust,
lick old friends,
whisper,
mouths open,
teeth melt,
tongues slip,
 dig nails,
breathe slowly,
close eyes,
stand up,
press me,
balls jingle,
hook me,
finger bites,
compress quick,
horizontal night,
vertical death,
drown me.


A finger, a 35 mm pressure, a lip rub make sounds.




4 comments:

pratul said...

and we're back to life

Pranaya said...

oh wow. i never know quite what to say to your poems. they always leave me feeling a bit woozy, a bit empty, a little contemplative and always amazed. there are words in between words and a lot comes after the period at the end of the sentence.

krantikarki said...

THIS IS HIGHLY ORIGINAL, I LOVED EVERY LINE, EVERY SENTENCE, EVERY WORD, EVERY CHARACTER OF WHAT U WROTE...I HOPE THAT U DON'T EVER STOP DOIN WHAT U DO BEST

thuski said...

Thank you all! :]