U 30
swept swaying the
swag of hair
I rode your crescent
dead end life

your tight hatch
thumped and
your lines run up
with the need
of your fix
that smarted
the tears fresh loose

Stretched from the
little bunt snout
to the toes reaching
down calves
dune fresh
moonlit scorned

Hips straight
from the windows
of calamity
jutted in defiance
on sheets of
liquid lavander

Are your wings hanging
in the closet with the
little blue dress
with your worn pumps

your knees scuffed
from prayers of better
notions
your skin smooth
as a racing sea
the heartwish followers
crying like gulls
when you surface
drinking in their
eyes while the
days take hits
upon your worlds
crumpled soul
not beaten
that hair like
a golden net
a Starfish to
plunder for
treasure
on this private
beach

you are just
out of reach
washing your
pillow with
tears
and going
down for
love thats
never found
in the drowned
depths
of all
great intentions

Still you believe
through the
rust and refits
arriving to port
smelling of
exotic seas

I think of you
when we are
not ringing in
our engines
and sea trials
hammering
the lust like
a test
the damage
unwound
this sweet
carnage
denial love
flying flags
of ghosts
limping home

U are all I feel
when you.ve
left me
your flowers
dying in their
vase
slowly and
certian
shorn off
like passion
for expansion
the wanton
cause for
forever swift
and constant
losing

You seek
me to find
you

You are the
signal
and I am Your
echo

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