I'm going to be a woman of lime sand
a woman a woman
sunless
a woman /
has broken all spaces
to find your face in the moon hiding
and look in the reflection that night
allows
I am a woman eaten by the salt
pending a woman
shade and perhaps tie
I know I'm not
nor I know I only know that I hope the last drop of bitter despair
these
empty wine glasses and blue and far your arms and my waist tight
in silence my mouth
vacuum attached to the edge without your kisses
cracked a mouth that can not
ask because he knows where it is permissible to say
A closed mouth with lost keys.
Sunday, December 5, 2010 11.15 pm
a woman a woman
sunless
a woman /
has broken all spaces
to find your face in the moon hiding
and look in the reflection that night
allows
I am a woman eaten by the salt
pending a woman
shade and perhaps tie
I know I'm not
nor I know I only know that I hope the last drop of bitter despair
these
empty wine glasses and blue and far your arms and my waist tight
in silence my mouth
vacuum attached to the edge without your kisses
cracked a mouth that can not
ask because he knows where it is permissible to say
A closed mouth with lost keys.
Sunday, December 5, 2010 11.15 pm
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