i haven't had belly bruises since july 14, 1995.
sometimes, it takes belly bruises to know you are alive.
belly bruises and running.
lots of running
in circles and circles or straight lines that never end
until they do end
in a swandive freefall
...or CRASH!
creating untamed flames
that burn for years
lighting up my mind and dangling from my ears
you feel it through my lips
i feel it through your hips
my blood is too thick to move
away from your thick skin
we stay put and make many references to better days than this.
this imagery is imaginary.
of course, you're not real - in eleven years past
clearly,
you're not here, and clearly,
you can't see me
come into my own
when those red lights behind the highway welcome me home.

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