SPRING

FOR ME SPRING
IS STAYING CLOSE
READING
EYES ON THE BOOK
AND MIND WHICH IS WANDERING
BUT NEVER FAR AWAY FROM YOU

IN BED

The bed

i put on my shoes and went to bed

i felt the pain under my feet

and the night

did not end in the thickness of my hair

i was going beyond oblivion

with the destruction of my own body

which was a different living

the only invention of my sinking breath

where u are

my last longing

wrapped around my tongue

the last palm around my warm thighs

the last word in my throat

the last scream of my fingers

and the first fear of my nudity

i put on my shoes and went to bed

to lose whatever i have

whatever there is

in my eyes

and beyond

whatever they gave to my body

to hear

itself

beyond itself

in itself

where u become my slow escape from you

indeed

tell me that i'm the last woman

and i'll tie down my shoe laces around my wrists

i'll cut my hair short

and i'll unite my bed to your knees

i put on my shoes and went to bed....