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Collage 4 - Agha Shahid Aliher husband ignores the solid tenants in her womb and brings out the tableCollage 4 - Agha Shahid Ali
even with the new furniture her eyes have memorized the hard-nippled affair
memory instructs her to clutch loved-out lines: land the man
the lord is strange the future stranger
by ~cypriphobia
Collage 3 - Li-Young LeeGod keeps telling me to leave the doves in that old furnace. at this hour, i am helpless and burning the feasts to ashCollage 3 - Li-Young Lee
i've had enough of love and talking, Lord. love lives like the Lord lives: aflight
while someone kind is someone dead and alone who feels and feels and feels.
by ~cypriphobia
Collage 2 - Paul Guestevery month was like that: haggling the days left inside me for you and good steaksCollage 2 - Paul Guest
good god I lost the last of my rationed apples over your memorized horoscopes
I was stained in debt but you taught me to deny sadness so it seemed back then the days were in order and full of love
by ~cypriphobia
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Eight KissesEight KissesEight Kisses
One
You can call
it emptiness, breath, epithet, or oblivion
or love, or the thing we can't
touch, while in motion. The rush
of your mouth in me like icemelt water,
innocent, surging like a creek, touching,
stopped.
by ~boundlessgravity
Storm in a TeacupAfter leaving names, needless with the border guard you and I bolted like bush-fires and runner beans, helium balloons to taxi ceilingsStorm in a Teacup
Aloof and self-absorbed in a rear-view mirror, you had new
Judas eyes like spoonfuls of olive oil. Every time you looked at me, you anointed my forehead with delicious rebellion and vicious freedom
Follow close, you said We'll make it if we run
So we ran, we reached the tide marks,
moved through panics and plans and phones cryptic-farewelling our best friends. No lamb too
dear to slaughter at our altar, and land he
by ~ottersandsky
Love-bitesYou said it was crisp, like the pleasure-sting in your cheeks from the first bite of an apple (one of those tasty Newtonian apples that tumbles out of your head after it's met the wall enough times)Love-bites
because
I was the love-growl in the pit of your stomach that you couldn't ignore, the lazy sun-drunk stumbling about, waking you from midday naps (I wanted to scoop out those bold blueberry eyes and kiss them all the time)
then
I would crawl out of my skin, simply because I wanted to sit amidst the pillows of your lips and pretend that you were Mae West &
by ~pardonM3
Petting elephants
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- Favourite artist: current fav. songs: "Strangers" by Ed Harcourt & "Ego ft. Kanye" by Beyonce
- Favourite poet or writer: current obsessions: Li-Young Lee, Paul Guest, Jeffrey McDaniel
- Website: http://cypriphobia.livejournal.com
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