lovely bones*

madness i want you again!

whatever eyes there is

like thieves — you won’t even notice

for you’re making love with your own pantomime.

you thin bodied and shallow rounded eyes

your bones looks fragile and ancient,

your tight skin sighing!

sandals that continually slip

on the husky floor until it

stops stomping back and forth

against the numbers and sat down.

i cannot trace the rest of your movements

i cannot trace the rest of the words

i cannot hold you with bare hands —

there is nothing on this but a sketch

of your nudity i had imagined.

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