Pages

June 17, 2010

[ .mouth. ]

[ .mouth. ]

words wilt in your very presence, as the gaps between gasps increases, mumbling making out the oral orders, as fingerprints imprint in passing, the secret seal, the sounding sigh of the palm to thigh, as hands work up sides, fingers clutching, my mouth meets yours again, cutting off the catch of breath, as you stutter, edit, all onto the cutting floor, the mouthing mercies, all implanted upon you.


© Bryan McLean June 17, 2010
084/100:2

No comments: