Saharan oyster
I create as I speak: abra
A moment from mind, retrieve
The breath, an arm, redress
A skeleton in flesh which nourishes
Me as I undress.
I transgress as I speak: ka
Hear phrases like mantras, feel his weight,
His grip, plunge
My teeth in a thigh,
My head in the sand.
Enamel cracks on his pearly eye.
Dry, I repeat a name, his
Name, see him dwindle and
Disappear like this word: dabra
Soulless Said:
on November 21, 2007 at 7:06 pm
This is a fresh read. There’s a hypnotic touch to it. My favorite so far of your poems. Thank you for sharing it. Cheers.
yuzublizzard Said:
on November 23, 2007 at 6:41 pm
Thank you so much. I’ve had problems writing (and reading) lately due to too much stress and too many obligations. Perhaps I need some lemon in my life.