the sap

by Aki

Posted to Action Poetry on 2003-02-24 00:38:00

Parent message is 389134
syrup thick with moods
sliding into the earth
with darkened intents
eating mineral and ore
with false teeth
that break in the reality
that nothing
cracks open
that barriers of time
except
tears of crystal
clear words
dropped
on carpet and pillows
red as a river
that swallows tiny words
uttered in the midnight shades
reaching hands