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[dredpiratebunny]

in this liquid
(in this curve)
everything is bright
like swimming in fiber optics
like drinking milk with God
comfortable, mushed
falling into the carpet falling into the floor
sinking into the magma below

this liquid is fire cold
pure and base
a random length of innocence
a line enmeshed into the fabric of skin

the upness of it all
shoulders yearning to defy gravity again
eyes pulling out to see the brightest star
if the eyes can get there first
hands soon after reach to hold on

there is so much to carry in this shell
and all this liquid sucked in
sloshing against the space left inside
stretching room, a gift for the tips of toes
the dust of the universe trickling down
the matter of a million worlds
thickening the blood inside
making more room
where the end of the circle
begins

Comments

[creepyoldguy.livejournal.com]

Did you write that?! :-0

[dredpiratebunny.livejournal.com]

of course...i thought you knew i was a poet...