6/17/11

 

Adore to ignore.

All I ever wanted was intimate,

not even sex,

just thrill of flesh.

 

You fondled the words in your mouth before breathing them.

I envied those syllables.

 

I do not love you

but it would still be making love

even if all we did was hold on.

 

I am suspicious of grasping,

how addictive tethering, cleaving ourselves together,

but your proxy created deafening feedback,

skin so loud

I could not read the lie in your glitter,

stop the confession in my eyes,

saying:

I want to be unpeeled,

are you hungry?

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About jake.forrest

Poet. Songwriter. Etc. View all posts by jake.forrest

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