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Archive for October 2004

tell

In Residue on 13 October 2004 with no comments

you owe me the
Telling
of the
Story
of how you found your
Spot.

i want to
Watch
you touch
It.

heat

In Residue on 12 October 2004 with no comments

My fingers have searched your skin,
Pulled taut the trust so vividly
Inked there.

You’ve bled with me,
For me,
On me,
In me.

Your breathing at once
Sedates and
Incites me,
Calms my machinations and
Stirs the pulse in my veins.

Your laughter gathers in my ears,
Siren song,
A vice on my heart whose grip eases
Only when I am near,
Only when I compel the song.

Sometimes I’m struck,
Nearly [...]

lot

In Residue on 2 October 2004 with no comments

We sat, together, with only our curiosity and urges. The orange sodium light traced the contours of her lips, cheek, and nose when she’d turn to look away, pensive. Obligations waited in the wings; but they would wait. We spent the time simply wondering aloud, soaking in our histories, our baggage, our [...]

thick

In Residue on 2 October 2004 with no comments

The air is thick with something less palpable than tension, something…softer. A cocktail of uncertainty, residual guilt, and an almost adolescent optimism.

Two days ago, I drove away from my wife and my children, convinced that it was the best of all possible decisions. My wife pulled a strong expression over her pained grimace, determined to [...]