"print"

these spies and the places they
sift down to.
safe beneath your shoulders..
i want to make mountains out of
pine needles.
thatched huts where we can build
our deception.
the falacy and the ear drum.
the great lie you keep beneath
your beating chest.. between the
palpitations..
there is a sunrise.
same as any morning.
there is a mealtime.
same as any morning.
i don't want to feel you in this
beating breast.
leave me.
these minds thrash between our
foreheads blindly.
i don't want her jealously.
i don't need these atoms fusing.
the sky is just as limitless as
it was before the day i
justified you.
ripped chords and sleeping
waranties make your bed.
collect your teeth, dear when
you dream.
make these messages stronger.
keep this empty pulse throbbing.
stripping clothes and breaking
necks, just to get a peek of you.
whispers and the mundane, subtle
things you do.
rejections are the currency.
watch out when she says,
"dear its just the vitamins".

/close./