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Black Kiss

Black Kiss

facing you.

i am a sudden black kiss
that neck couldn’t survive
pissing off the skin locomotive
ting of love suggesting knives
able to whip the living
i give nothing else here
a wasteland is more than me
a fist at my back is better
underneath you is my legs
late in a sunday shouting
fucking nothing is what gives
the cluster eating my wings
losing the light again in your eyes
the smile is pursing away
i am a dusty boy here
your screaming whispers
hits and scripts and scrapes
i am a stolen vapor above you
that is loving in silence
wraith of tense and stolen
holding a fist at your face
i am a sudden black kiss.

(c) 2013 Chris Vaughn

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