Monday, October 23, 2006

Relationship Poem 2: Keychain

Your spine is dorsal,
like cala lillies,
in the morning.

Shark-toothed, when you
bite my thighs,
when you break the skin.

I was wondering how to
walk through doors

without you?

If our room
would always be this
fish-bowl prison.

Our mouths only opening
bottles and lies.

we have arrived

in v-town, just accross the river from p-town! we have a loft! it is all very exciting!

will & s.

Relationship Poem 1: Mechanical Pencil

I held you once
in the abrasive glow
of flourescent lights.

And we made a language
of lead and loops.

O, were I again a finger
upon such subtle ridges!

Combing your point across
oblivious whiteness, and

words like sugar on the
brittle tips of us

breaking into nothing.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

i enjoyed

reading this post on WCW over at Samizdat

Monday, October 02, 2006

a note

hi all,

just a note: as something of an exercise (& to keep me going on the novella i started a very long time ago) i will be posting one chapter a week, give or take, as i go through the editing process at amputations which now also appears at the bottom of the sidebar. I'd appreciate any comments ya'll might have as i try to edit/finish writing the damned thing.