Once Upon Our Body

In darkness we relied on moments that seemed warm, Yet coiling scales upon eyes must be sliced away. In familiar regions, incessant shadows of emptiness; Can not devour all that we have been. Sore soles from lengthy, piercing roads & months lost to malice, infatuation, & pride; Seperating our true selves from the sanctity of touch. How oft, (even in ecstatic disconnectedness, & loving loneliness), souls still one Are one flesh? The jagged teeth that jut from the inner wall of gums Bite deep, blood appears on the pillow; Mind somehow too far from the oracle: That is our body. This trajectory of our lives, shrapnel from a timeless Collision of lips. Alas! Our body remains one, splattered to the memory Of crows. ----------