slowly.
A hardened pane
As tough as a sideboard
Nailed to the fence.
You spike through me
Leaden lips
on a silver tongue--
You chase inside me.
Wrapped like a fist in my guts.
Stretched in wires
And a solemn prayer.
You speak
Softly.
I hear spines reverberating
Torn to a beat
Hard as my love
Nailed to this fence
Eyes displaced
Turned my granite jaw
I want you to
kiss me,
Where it hardened
I start to bend
to you."
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