Transparent emotions
unfold during stir of voice
crisp sharp creases
that descend
in the shape of poetry
evocative
hard hitting
they spring from ashes
and gnaw at bones
wide-eyed old woman
scratches an itch
breathes a chill of sensed expectations
shivers from something formed
a perfect blend
of complex
free falling into the unknown
one foot secured
in the fold
of how it once was
before nature decended
angular colors
expand
bounced off of shy lights
on Wednesday afternoon
behind unsettled backdrops
reinvented
in the modest color of black
rising out of ash
and soot
settled among flesh tones
magically delicious voices
stripped from the stir of brain
what I crave
sits in the curl of lip
arrives as energy of words
loaded expressions
complete with flared nostrils
un-riddled rhyme
without reason
complicated metaphors
that screw me with a seductive dance
peel tiny layers away
intent on taking an identity
conversational center pieces
pressed tightly behind eyelids
raw and over exposed
lost reflections
sit and wait patiently
in their secret hiding place
gathering pieces of tomorrow
looking for an exit plan
8/24/08
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