They gather like birds, like fish,
with mouths open & necks extended,
supping on the azure berries of our
divine enlightenment, the fruits of
our blessed union. The three of us:
fair-skinned, golden-haired, white-
feathered, The Lovers positioned as
holy trinity bound in apple skin
already punctured by the passion
we bring to these feeding beasts.
Or I Give Myself Very Good Advice, But I Very Seldom Follow It. Echo lives in a basement apartment, walls softened with photos, posters and paintings--but only one of him, out of the way by the linen
Start with putting your ego on a longer leash; you can't let it go entirely--why write if not to tell yourself about yourself--but it mostly just gets in the way of getting anything done. Next, write.
The only mine I've ever known has been hard-fought, hard-won, all bloody knuckles and broken ribs, all set shoulders and subtle sneer-- won't take no for an answer, defiance the only way I know. It's