October 31, 2013

a phrase between us  
   
i bite your beard
you holler and wounded, i look into your eyes and
bite again.  acceso.  this time.  you scream don't   and
i look into your eyes again and wounded    barbarous i
again, bird's eye baby             no blood shows it moves

measured, as i do, pushing, incinerate in common time,
this canon      bite scream bite scream pause.

pause.    (this is the romantic round)
holler more.  work the straps if you want, tongue a riff 
sing your voice across the vertebrae, our octaves, the top
c.   sure, i'll  play it      bite    float you
above, ground hard, coda.    

we are movement in this somewhere

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