2012-01-05T23:05:33-08:00January 5th, 2012|Relationships|

Your elbows

If you don’t mind
I’d like to spend
some time
with your elbows.

Nubby carpet
on one side
and the other
soft sheath
over tassels of veins.

Is it possible
I’ve never kissed them?

Forgive me
I have grown indifferent
to the miracle
of ligaments
to the fancy trick
of bones
that hinge.

Isn’t it always the way
death nudges a friend
and suddenly I am hungry again
for every last crumb.

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