HANDS from SORCERY by KASTRUBA (ANTHONY X. JACKSON )

Hands.

Sometimes
I watch you in a mirror
Fogged up with the flagrant excitement
I feel when you sleep
I step on my hands to run
Over to you
Send my fingers through your hair
Chanting a Buddhist song
I can never remember the words to
Your breath sweet like wine sweeps
Over my heavy fingers
I eat the eye of the storm
I taste the salt of the earth

Then my cat bites me

I fall out of bed

I drink tea with my cookies

I fall asleep in the middle of the film

Which is you
Stretching my mouth wide with your smile
As your tongue defies me

Catch me if you dare
Signs in cursive
Your secret name
Across my wandering

Hands

So I watch you
In a mirror
After you pass out
Exhausted from the ride
Breathing
Reassurance
Into the ions between us
As they drunkenly collapse

Collide

My hands
Tied.

• Spoken Word
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• poetry
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