||[12 May 2005|02:03pm]
nightdances with the moon,
i've been smashing all the clocks around me
and dreaming of white tall roses.
"go right to the white rose"
my oyster legs will stretch over
like a bridge
to haunt you
and keep you warm.
violent violet skies
and dusty books gathered around.
i have a garden outside my window
and i am desire
it's never too late.
raspberries on my lips
and secrets growing inside of me
like a baby.
all this love,
and my mouth blooming like a cut.