tasted sky pain sinking unto the mud
heard silent screams
reaching into the darkness with icy fingers to touch a shadow
waxy bodies sleep in the moonlight
your last unheard word hangs heavily above the bed searching the darkness before its ebb
smell the breath
breathing hot down your back
rushing into a doorway 
music gently pierces silence
some will comfort you
with booming train whistles
and powerful optimism
with deaf ears and deaf throat
crumpling up dollars and pages thrown down
speaking to an empty room
dimly lit overgrown with limp-chewed forms
moans for a sip or a caress
a warm wind from the window 
youths forgotten blind whimsy
it left too soon
piled over 
piled over in a chair
broken watch on the floor
booze blood sweetens wood floor
untied shoes 
laces rest there
last draining colors
from last glazed eyes
peering at a cryptic memory
gesturing from the darkness
bemidst the winding trees
winding knotting tongues
across the street

walks shirtless shapeless night
sticking skin to skin
earth smells of your asshole
purple tight weaving into my
nostrils piercing my brain
to throb heart
heart dreaming brain
air toxic multifarous petals way
weaving under sulferous skin
kneels to sip of a roadside puddle
tastes oil urine rain mud salt
thirst departing
lust for you remains

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