POETRY by poetjpb: I find bones where the clench of privation propels me to gnaw
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Tuesday, March 30, 2004I find bones where the clench of privation propels me to gnawITCH Wedging between your fleshy ribs, I find 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. No touch warms me tonight, only words, hollow in the empty space, cold and grumbling, with... Sign in to see full entry. |