5th
Friday, June 5th, 2009 | subtle juxtapositions
*communiqué*
…we shout at each other from
atop sky scrapers in faded polaroids
of our home towns; i’m on the sears tower,
god only knows where you are,
high on drama & endorphins
…choking you, smothering me,
shivering, teeth chattering, we try some more
…smothering me, choking you,
huffing hysterics & serotonin
…screaming & waving & throwing
ropes from opposite banks of
a swollen, rushing river of gasoline;
‘…gotta match?’ we each yell into the roar,
neither hearing the other,
rolling on delirium & adrenalin
…on the far, far ends of love
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