Two turn to one


Thursday, January 29, 2015


I touch it with my hands

But feel it inside of me

A perversion of

The old Beatles song

Running in my head

I am you and you are me

And we are all together

Tied up in a knot

Neither wants to escape from

Each move drawing us

Closer and deeper

Bound by this binding

That breaks flesh

To reach spirit

Unable to breathe or think

Just feel, each lingering finger

Finding space to fill

Like the tip of a tongue

Easing in and out

The vacancy left

By an extracted tooth,

Plunging deep into the hole

To taste it all

But never satisfied

Always needing to go deeper

To taste more

To bind more tightly

Until two turn to one



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