Tuesday, September 10, 2013

All Your Truths

Stripped…
Bare
The protective layer of cotton and denim
Off
The defensive barrier decimated, strewn about the floor
Flesh wounded and healed, wounded and scarred
Tells tales of the surface
Held still by a singular finger
Tracing lines of clavicle, sternum, pelvis, spine
Every ridge and valley
An expedition
Of wilds
To claim

Raw…
Suffocating flesh peeled
Off
A hissing sting as life giving, staying oxygen
Coils and constricts
Feeling out rooted wounds with a forked tongue
Flicking and licking the sweet tissue
With a heightened dual-sense  
Seeking out and devouring truths
Camouflaged by a web of muscles, tendons, ligaments
A feast
Infinite courses
To sate


 E.A. O'Connell

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