Raziel Moore | Monocle

No Tear

In micropoem on 15/09/2014 at 9:30 am

I don’t tear you when I bite
but mark you for now
an impression felt with teeth and tongue and lips
taste of skin and sweat
A colored, tender reminder for tomorrow
and perhaps one more day

Braille Burn

In Poem on 14/09/2014 at 3:47 pm

Poor bloodhound that I make
eyes closed or night blind
I can’t find you in the open

Scent finds me only
coaxed from and mixed with touch
nose brushing or buried in you

Inhale to read you

Fill with your stories my lungs

My own only opium
drawn deep to singe in
against coming days of empty air

Between Nonexistent Lines

In micropoem on 18/04/2014 at 10:00 am

She reads
what I fail
to write.


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