Monday, November 8, 2010

For One Shot -Excused

I shutter in leather eyes lashes

Cuff me to black veins

Fool me into your prison

Cut me in your dungeon

I am the spy




Love me

In heart shaped locket

Keep me in your magazine article

Between news lines and spread

I am muted space




Between cherry red lipstick stains

Drawn in stitched panties

Made of lace.




Reach for me

Beyond wire rimmed lens

Dense imperfection

Music and conversation fades

I am beyond the crowds

In Contempt

Handcuffed to buttons

The way my smile creases your heart.




As I fade back into the distance

You smell me on your fingers.