|
By Rhetoric Date: 2001 Nov 24 Comment on this Work [[2001.11.24.11.30.32153]] |
|
through your hollowed stares, I sense the spoil of the marvelously yummy man I held so dear where once I saw far off lights shimmer hazel eyes, now, greasy flesh is illuminated and made pale by the blinking neon cherry and cyan Pepsi sign the past glee that came from tracing intricate blooms on soft skin, so gently perfumed with plumeria soap, is forever reduced to meaningless rubs from coarse hands the shock that follows each late-night telephone encounter, traced to a bar in Paris, holds your voice to my ear for days when the letter carrier brings me postcards from the Mojave, touting Greetings from Coyote Canyon, I vainly refuse delivery all these tacky attempts at love mix and mire in my head leaving only a soup of regret and a stew of muffled screams |