I’m going to talk you
\nto the edge of revelation, tease
\none hundred grasping tangents
\nlike anemone that sway
\nin purple seas.<\/p>\n
I’m going to watch you
\nfeel the heat of my attention play
\non your assumptions,
\ntill your hidden contradictions
\nlie exposed. I’ll treat them well.<\/p>\n
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\nthat can be touched —
\nso many combinations
\n(my creative instinct urging)
\nin surprising —
\nin surprising<\/em> —
\nways.<\/p>\n
\ndarkness triggers memories of
\nmorning. Now the scent of secret places
\nwashes over us
\nin waves.<\/p>\n
\nintone the words that boom
\nlike milkweed bursting,
\nfill the air with sweet suggestion
\ntill our wills lie
\nintertwined.<\/p>\n
\nis building, lightning’s grinding
\nclouds are clearing —
\nand contracting,
\nthought contracting to a single
\niron core.<\/p>\n
\ndefenses throbbing
\nholding back the inspiration —
\nholding back — then fears and habits
\nlose their grip and<\/p>\n
\nfloods the gap.<\/p>\n
\nNo more talking now. Just
\nwind in empty vessels,
\nempty vessels slowly filling,
\nslowly filling up with
\nup with words.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"