Aura

A section of wallpaper
Jumped off its home above the door frame
Clinging to your hand.
The walls folded inward
While my skin dripped down your arms.
Fingers found a mouth -
Found a mouth -
Eyes closed, the blackness violently rolled.
Eyes open,
The hanging light above the bed
Offered a flimsy, dated anchor.
Water foiled the calm,
Soiled the floor,
Scared the pets -
Blackness around our fleeting address.

One aura
Sewn together.
Combusting.

Posted by acr at April 14, 2004 07:00 PM | TrackBack