NaPoWriMo Week 4 (Raz)


(22) Tactile Image

You can build a picture
with your mind’s eye
but what do you call it when
you build a sense-image
of tactility?

Instead of colors and shapes
forming in my mind
I have textures, wet and smooth
and temperatures, warm and hot
and pressures

Instead of seeing my hand
slide down your tummy
to curl my middle finger
into your cunt
I feel it.


(23) Visual Reference

Then there was the time she
took my hips
—-guided me out
———-cupped her hands
————looked up at me
said she wanted to see
close up
—-just what
—————–happens inside her
————when I come.


(24) rock

When your lips
move against mine
because my hips
have struck home


(25) amuse-gueule

Whispers that make
you hesitate
before nodding.

Your trepidation
is so tasty.


(26) Hush

Please don’t cry
I hate the sight of tears
I haven’t caused


(27) Fugue

When I can’t tell————–When I get there
which thoughts are mine—————I can’t know it———–
who is in who————–but I can live
It’s all I want—————with irony
——to be lost in—————just not without


(28) The True Purpose of Twitter

All we ever want
when we cry into the void
is an answer

Latest Comments

  1. paul1510 says:

    and I thought that we only have five senses, or possibly six?

  2. Harper Eliot says:

    Beautiful. Fugue is especially lovely; appeals to the clever and the heartfelt in me.

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