Implausible Fiction
Implausible Fiction The sky opened today with your exhalation. Lips against mine, filling my lungs with your unspent air. We dim-darkened together. Your dry lips, I feel the wetness behind them. We whisper like lovers- kisses, not because, no I’ve never made love to you I feared the hooks, the barbs, the lures No [...]
Posted at 7:19 am on November 26, 2007 | 3 comments | Filed Under: poetry | Tagged: , Amanda Joy Poetry, poems, poetry | read on
Lowering Clouds
I’ve been collecting your clouds for a while now The ones you gave me so the wind wouldn’t blow them all away I’m keeping them in tightly lidded jars in my studio mixing pigments with them One day I’ll paint that burnt-out farmhouse of your fears with them so we can resell it and [...]
