Day: April 26, 2009

Closer

poetry

Curling delicately along lines traced
By fingers
Burning sensations underneath skin
Less like satin but a breath
Trembling each hair
A whisper tickling inside ears
Where thought and touch coalesce
Into a fleeting acuity of godliness
Balling fists in lungs
An alien air that feels too innate
Incinerated by its detection
Clenching tightly to grasp
What only slips through sooner

reflections on childrens books 1

poetry

i know an old puppy who swallowed a guy
i dont know why he swallowed a guy
perhaps the humane society will come
and take him away and put him to sleep
through some sadly not altogether very
humane means such as a shot through
the leg that they claim is pain free but really
just paralyzes the puppy before the pain
sets in and causes early rigor mortis
but thats just a thought i dont know much
about what happens to old puppies who
swallow folks