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About This Poem
The Acid Light of Revelation
digits stray cold upon the taunt surface
unheated by the friction of lavender’s rise
diffuse sweetness coats the iris of my eyes
life forms in the negative's longing to be
lingering limpid as a tearful eye upon the cheek
held in the clenched fist which falls, axed in anger
stray digits weave coarsely, sweat less,
like a basket of ash ccasting wweave sshadows
upon the prayer mat, balsam scents the soul
forest born, scratching the inner lining of mouth,
tickling the hairs within honeycombed ears,
heated, rubbed raw, rouged by clap and slap, alive...
in the between, twitching in the sour curdle of death and rebirth
digits stray rise and fall on delta waves, pulse throbs
of persimmon trail limbward, trunk bound, crown crested,
human delights all, salted, post dance on the work calloused pads
metal touched in the acid light of a limbic revealation.
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