hold open the warm knuckles of my offering
Posted to Action Poetry
by salparadise on 2001-04-26 19:21:00
i offer you a special gift
i run with fascination
& numbing endurance
far into the spectral night
it's a holiday of
scalding boldness
i told you to run for it
& i ran for it
sixty-one minutes
of gurgling & torrential
power & you
still hold fast to yer bliss
hold open the
warm knuckles of my offering
take what it stands for
take what you will
(sal is certainly madtolive@hotmail.com)
