what giving creature is this

something like a whispered song

Tuesday, November 7, 2017

blade

i came across this blade and strummed her with a finger and i watched the dew tumble to my bare feet waiting and i thought about the will of its wanting and the arch of its back and the pearl beads riding on the thin ridge and of their tumbling down. it's all about the collapse into the self and the phonetics of the helpless toiling we all make. how a man once said that...