Wednesday, October 4, 2017
Shook
Like the earth is rocking a baby in the bosom of a cage and I’m hugging the vagus nerve to play crowns I’ll stay with the frayed reluctance of jade eggs perched on the bed gripping the break The weight of another man on top of me crushing the ache into these sweet blooded lemons I can taste on the edge of every tremored scream a sermon I swallow for spoken language or languish in not so silent pleas I shall be released Stanley Turrentine version I overheard Minty had a bill of sale on me I believed I was really traffic that moving loss swimming in black lights It was terrific ly sad hips gathered at the risk of flight of floating off a billboard Ma a f a so missing she’s a lounge singer on the strip Her sister’s a stripper in texas Her wrists hint at yes crosses yes Ma a fa so lost and pregnant in las vegas and from the snowy sheets confesses less sacrifice than readiness I come to these dark places to find this medicine