Thursday, 12 August 2010

something like sehnsucht

do it just because.

because of the flower
in my hair.
the silver wing
around my neck.

because the blue
changes shade
dependent on her mood.

because the wind
blows through the house
and rattles all the windows.

because we are all corners
and curves.
not one or the other.
but both.
or none.

do it mouth to mouth
and break the skin.

do it because im cannibalistic
in my desire for offerings
of blood and guts.
deeper than transparent things
like raindrops and tears.

because there are only
so many times
you will see the moon full.

do it only completely
when you feel it
pressed hard against your edges.
a haunting or possession
tightly held by ghostly hands.

do it because to not is to lose it.

because i want to see
my fingerprints.
everywhere...

7 comments:

Eliza said...

Me too, darling, I want to see them too. E-v-e-r-y-w-h-e-r-e. I feel what you write. xxx

Abby said...

So beautiful intense and passionate and desperate in a way.

Timo said...
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Vera said...

how absolutely beautiful. xx

Athena. said...

Tightly held by ghostly hands...
For some reason this broke my heart, but in the most beautiful way possible, I promise.
xxx

magnoliaamber said...

:) fingerprints!

Greer said...

this speaks to me.