Tuesday, December 3, 2013

i swear

i Swear by the moon with a
tumultuous      rabidity and mediocre
Howl; i Swear by the hand
of the     seven seas     , where veins are
full of the    charity of gratitude -- thunderous drapes

that linger with the sound of
the wind;
i Swear by the
nine birds of fate     which i do possess
and know nothing about; i

Swear by the whimpers that escape
the corners               of my mouth
when you sit on my belly, &
feel the         warmth of your

sex

which ignites passion
and disaster;           i Swear by the
solemn toes on your left
foot which has not received
any of my attention;

by all of This, i Swear
that i do, in fact, love Thee.

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