POETRY by poetjpb: I WAIT FOR YOUR FINGERS AT THE CURVE OF MY NECK...

Tuesday, December 6, 2005

I WAIT FOR YOUR FINGERS AT THE CURVE OF MY NECK...

Itch Wedging between your fleshy ribs, I find only bones where the clench of privation propels me to gnaw. I crawl onto cool sheets and press my knees to my chest. I wait for your fingers at the curve of my neck, but no touch warms tonight, only words, vacant and hollow in the empty space, cold and... Sign in to see full entry.

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