ice and coal

mastered the most innocent 
intuition and coal heartbeats are
filling my worthless chest
and diluting my name with
silk knots. if I can knit your
grief into my whole upside down
tanned proportion then i died
daily into your copper
eyes.
falling deep and silent
mourning free and
captive in your
dark jacket
rained on
with the clouds.
I'm trying to rest..

let me in.

for i have mastered the

moist within

me.

sectioned lips

cracked pulses
and sphegetti nerves
twitching against this
black chalkboard screaming;
negotiations from our past
and dreams from our now.

in this new moon black i will
sing you a linear octave while
we wait for our full blooded
wolves. the intent will be wild
and the peace will be my core's
raw temperature.

i can let you go, all of you's that
are in my me's
elbow heartbeats ankles
scared skins and shy knuckles
empty arms and full breasts
nostalgic hair and cloudy
torso all without
a
break.

i die daily in you and find
peace in our lost.