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Sunday, September 28, 2014

Claustrophobic Closeness

by Paul Tristram

We are now a circle,
complete, compact and concealed
like an anklebone in snow.

A breathing rhythm,
with scent circulation,
warm and moist muscle padding.

Comfort in this darkness,
finger joints: chain locks,
legs: skin and flesh double bows.

Busy in our duel employment,
catching wishful stars
and weaving unrealistic daydreams.

Selfishly happy and contented
in two-seated oyster shell discipline,
revolving together as we roll.

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