Wednesday, February 12, 2014

negative pressure

I'd welcome the vacuum of space to the
negative pressure here, the disconnected jabs
have more power than the impact of a micrometeoroid
at 20 km/sec, paper cuts hurt worse than clean
puncture wounds, and heal more slowly as the edge
of skin gets pulled up by accident over and over
while pulling on mittens or rubbing your lovers cheek.
the wind blows strong tonight and I'll wish a
cleansing of the neighborhood, a melting of
winter ice, a dusting of understanding.

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