the constant mystique of well-organised chaos: winter behind moss curtains

Licensing

The author's first book, "talk then", is slated for release in early 2006. Check back for more details and order information.

"We travel together, passengers on a little space ship, dependent on its vulnerable reserves of air and soil; all committed for our safety to its security and peace; preserved from annihilation only by the care, the work, and, I will say, the love we give our fragile craft." - Adlai E. Stevenson

June 4, 2006: Kimberly will be reading on WLUW's program "Wordslingers". Visit the Wordslingers website for more information: http://wordslingers.org

still
tucked in
the spoon of your hips
how many plucked
lullabies to sleep

i dreamt your
mouth gazing through
negative space to
the flesh of my neck

breathe my hair
inflate my spine
hold your palm
at my hip and
cure this love's
casualty

and i dreamt your
unkissed eyes broadening
beneath a furrow
wield the protection
of a greedless motive

but your lips make shapes
lubricous to the sound
of the mythical across
boundaries and wires
the tissue shreds
and is swept away

the sweat of flushed
goosebumps
smoothed under january
air-

under a cumulus
well-traveled

03 January 2006 in new writing | Permalink

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