5/26
let’s eye
roll the
haters
quoters,
breathe,
and tell
each other
allllllll our
deeepest
daarkest
secrets,
and
sit in it,
silent,
a loooong
long while,
locking
looking
long engough
to stare the other
right into a river of their
making like bellybutton seaon pre-June,
just by
only by
the eyes
and ears
beholding
the intimate
and the ultimate
and the details of
the darkness
of the other’s
hidden things
ridden things
did-&-didn’t
and soak the
midden muck
of suppression’s
rejected and lost
and forgotten.
i want you
to look me
in the eyes
and shred those garments
and show me the hardened
body of a thirsty soul.
get me
naked;
show me
Eden.
strip me
clean with
your eyes
and flail me
when I resist
any part of me.
Burn off the
wretched rags that
hang on heart strings
with heat of a love divine.
clothes I use to hide I
toss them in a the holy fire of fire of
connection,
incarnate
for this mad and
magicless world
“naked and
unashamed”
