Friday, April 25, 2008

Excerpt from Gutland

.....................all lovers
...........whose mouths were
....................criminal

.................................we have kissed


.....held & gripped the body
....our juxtaposed spines set
...........side-by-side
.......along a prairie’s divide


......crude train tracks of marrow--where nails are
............driven-in, each one deeper, deeper in

.............


.....the horizon line
tapers off into a distant
...............triangle

..............take from me this one source
..of transport, this one flapping strip of sunlight
...............as it splays across my belly


.............................grows thinner as I suck in-----
......................................................hold-----


here you are
& here you will
leave through
a sliver in the door

...................... my last chance to be skeletal
......................... ---------anonymous

4 comments:

Robert said...

*applaud and exits through the sliver in the door*

Matina L. Stamatakis said...

*curtsies*

rattle said...

such talent


[ps. I can read your poems in here :) heh ]

Matina L. Stamatakis said...

Rattle! So good to see you've dropped by. :-)

*hugs*