cravings/ THAT KILLS

 

Jacques-Henri Lartigue, Renee Perle, 1930-1931

There is the feeling of my wrists slipping oiled lights through my swollen thumb. Hay through pictures of past. A hum of lights and dust.
I turn through the thick air, a vacuum of period spaces. But I am more than this.
more than the grasshopper that sits and eats twig nonchalantly.
washed, wasted, my iris of dreams.
i could sit on the summer grass, the winter sun,
marking the gullets of the path.
something that wants me.

Β i remember my small fingers,
enclosed like a dainty lotus
afraid of lights,
for that light killed many people.
it is the thread of old vintage sheet i eat.
i eat memories.
i eat cities.
i eat streets.

All the lonely people-Β an anthology

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39 thoughts on “cravings/ THAT KILLS

  1. ‘Β i remember my small fingers,
    enclosed like a dainty lotus
    afraid of lights,
    for that light killed many people.
    it is the thread of old vintage sheet i eat.
    i eat memories.
    i eat cities.
    i eat streets.’

    I’m speechless at this moment. πŸ’œ

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      1. It’s bizzare but I think that’s also how we attain an obscure sense of satisfaction. Pain makes me feel that life is happening while at other times, I just linger along & laugh as others do, hustle as others do and smile like they do. Pain is what makes us different, I guess.

        No problem. You’re my absolute favorite. ❀

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  2. That second stanza is one of the most powerful you have ever written.
    The entire piece was amazing, but wow…..
    Sometimes, I think you may not receive as many comments as others because
    your work is so deep and brilliant. People are afraid to speak.
    Me for example, on this poem, I know I fail to give it justice with the right accolades
    that it truly deserves.

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  3. I loved the ambience the first three lines created. Palpable sense of being trapped and blinded. And I always love to read something that makes me think. Brain food for my snowy morning.
    A big resounding bravo x

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