bush on the wind (part II)

chadwick
chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited February 2016 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art

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for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
Post edited by chadwick on

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  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    who said?
  • chadwick
    chadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    tonight sleeping i'm a bush
    she's a kiss surrounding even wind
    gentle onto my rest
    hers are eyes midnight birds
    the softest night flight blooms again
    again
    a sun will come
    invited across our pillows like dew
    a knock opens a box sky-gift
    soon she'll be warmed dance

    i've nothing perfect
    none decent
    just a single flame from a drum
    she moves across the seashore in eclipse
    you'll hear this through direction of momentum

    together rabbits & black walnut trees
    we can trade silence
    because
    darkness still wants our songs
    your lips on my back
    these shoulders build hills properly
    you just lay your open mouth on me & i go to work







    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • rollings
    rollings unknown Posts: 7,127
    edited February 2016
    bush on the wind
    -up of his campaign
    Post edited by rollings on

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