July 27, 2004

Poetry: Spinning With A Nosebleed

I wish you were here
Naked with me
Naked like me
I wish we were naked
Naked together
Out in the sun
Out in the light
Out of the night
And we could be naked
Naked together
I'd show my wounds
You'd show yours too
Blood on the grass
Bright green and dark red
Blood on our hands
Naked together

I'll bring my cross
You bring one too
You bring your mother
I'll bring my zoo
Bury my heart
Into the sand
Under the grass
Blood on our hands
Blood on our hands

I'll be like you
You'll eat my tongue
I'll never speak
You'll speak for me
Out in the sun
Out in the light
Carry me home
Drink the tears that I cry

I wish you were here
Naked like me
Naked with me
Drifting like me
Cover my eyes
While I praise your wrists
When I was little
I used to dream it would be like this.

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