Friday, August 30, 2013

accepting september


the right side rib of the ribcage
was where the voodoo entertained
she felt the entry at the cusp of nightpull
bones away from past lives
spacing mortal

ah she said
you've come

she let him in
pulled his hair into a tailshrug
night was a warm one
the path would be
an easy one now

he'd taken
what he wanted
and dark didn't hurt
just coated
the separation
skin shed
molten fall wind
where the orange responder
pushed the tattooed paw 

while the youth left the building
without a whisper

not a word




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