reverently, blasphemously,
we break the night
into a thousand gorgeous shards of light.
behind my retinas burns our joined image
shadow against scalding white
fervid, tattooed, daguerreotype.
wildly, earnestly,
into stained glass portrait
we break the night.
on the nature of flesh (poetr...
By laylanoche
ON THE NATURE OF FLESH (AND THE FLESH OF NATURE) is a youthful mix of extended metaphor, low humour, rambles... More