the tender thunder / spider hacksaw / ©2013

I’ve never forgotten
our ravenous nights, our common wonder
I’ve never turned tail to run,
only come,
to warm, to be warm

midnight casts its trick-sleeve
off sweet water, its hollow
emotional gasp, chillingly
surfacing, resurfacing
circling,

dark light

tending to a rebel other
fitting lover, the tender thunder,
our guilted blanket swollen sown,
home to swirling feast,
a shunning sunder

daring, dragging, our darling fading
masks perfumed, perform agonies best delight,
a feeling of beast in us,
a blade makes its way between gusts
feeding through our hours,

dark light

it all moves in circles slow
prowling, glaring out, it stares
us down, us dogs, impounded,
turning and returning
to some pristine point,
a silent sound

i’ve never forgotten
our ravenous nights, our gentle wonder
becoming something,

it all moves in circles
below the surface
of us,

dark light

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(the tender thunder)(spider hacksaw)(©2013)

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