21 February 2014

I miss you in my belly button.

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You.
You!
You weakwilled sonovabitch!
I remember a few months ago
you licked my ear as I dozed in the backyard
Dosing my veins with your golden shots
promising me…
You promised me!
And I was blinded by you.

Now look.
You pale!
You pretend you don’t know me
After running your fingers through my hairs at the beach.
All my hairs!
Turning wet sand into a crispy crust.
Making me glow until everyone could see we’d been together.
Sure I’d blush.
Yeah, beet red, and everyone knew we’d been…
Rolling in that sand
Running in those waters
Laying out where everyone could see.
Those days, You were the only one who saw
how truly white my ass really was…

And now you hide, like said ass
in a shroud.

But the thing is
I can’t stop thinking about you.

I dreamt of you the other night
But I woke to the wicked darkness you’ve left me in.

Come back soon.
I miss you in my belly button.
Come back Sun.

wait i while

we walk an ancient paths,
being-under spruce and birch and air
and a conversations we cannot
hear

we sleep an ancient dreamings,
of glacier and iceberg and reflection
a substances beneath we will not
feel

we yearn for an ancient languages,
spoken in softly; as spice and song
and a Spirits that we did not
know