amphibi.us

I want to stab you
with my pinky toes
until your laughter explodes,
until your heart witnesses
the cry of dragonflies
as they mourn our fallout.
I want your face aside mine,
taste the liquor of your whispers
as our final breaths draw silence.

I want to stab you with my lips
and make the tombstones visible–
I want your heart to hear mothers
collapse.  I want your face to
share its pink thoughts
as the liquor reveals
you want me dead.

I want to whisper
our final breaths
against your wrists
and remember your laughter
in the intoxication of silence.

© Jason Huskey, 2010