RETINA

I so looked for you and now here you are! sublime is something isnt it to wish to be normal like everyone to not see as I do or think yet thats not it either I love whom I am now just starting how can a wolf be an eagle how can a man be but a man whatever style wolfstyle notwithstanding I can still howl and salivate for baskets still sit and listen to the rivers sweet journey while the wind soothes itself in the tall dark tangle I have not forgotten Esker~

behind the papered heart to see what cracks and holes are there does the wind blow through and rain drops make damp huddle to the touch I am warmed by fires of words souls like volcanos hissing building like rivers ember red at night like dusk pouring to hear the purr of the muse the wild tamed but for a moment to be entranced by finesse to feel the hunger I never cultivated minute like fake shell buttons on a purple button down strings of cues holding together the vertabrate of loves forgotten discs of kisses in the dune winds of lust the lash of envy in the burning dusk of leaving and yet I favour forever the wounds of where you loved me