Prairie M. Faul | Two Poems

Have you had any water tonight

The deer neck’d
bone hung between
your breasts
& I drew company
the grass around my
face & wept
I am tense
skin pendulum
& who are you
the illegible
tongue’d the
hand stack
over mine
do you recall
what time
the night moves
onward & stills
some place
miles of lip-lost
magpie’d nicotine
stuft in your pocket
& so on
we are balanced
arc mid-way
jettisoned out
to tumble an old
fawn a new
eye’d excursion
& goosebump’d
shoulder from
the moonlight caught
in the throes
of a bike light

.

.
I keep saying “what?” even though I heard you 

Are you reading this?
I mean
Is this more words
Than body
I mean
Isn’t this as stable
as you like it to be
Can I walk with you?
I keep asking things
That sound the same as
Let’s keep wasting things
I mean
Removing things
Like loneliness
& confusion
& the noise
Between us

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Prairie M. Faul has two books and two dozen crushes. Her latest work Burnt Sugarcane can be found at GloWorm press. Find her in New Orleans and complaining about it @motsduprairie. 

2017-07-17T12:47:12+00:00 July 13th, 2017|