I
your arms they eat away
at every damn poem
bloody elbow
stomps on the stanzas
II
that Honolulu hotel balcony
wrapping your arms
all around me
like a spiralling sleeve
etching haikus
about
love and us
and love and us
into blood
& bone
tell me, you said,
what scares you
the most
III
lying by the pool:
a copy of Less than Zero
and duty free Raybans
blowing
words
bent double,
palm trees
still your arms
warm, wanting
dead bark
splattered
palm leaves
your arms
that's all
ReplyDeletethe arms
that eat away
at your poem
can't hold you