3.24.2011

big blue marble

   she takes
cyan marbles
        on her blood lips
   rolling 

     in her mouth
             lolling 

        on her tongue
   glossy clickings
glass on enamel

        i may faint

     fingers

  to her mouth
          one inside
      to retrieve
          one
          two
      three cyan marbles

      cyan marbles
   crunching in her palm
          as her blood lips
                search for mine.

23 comments:

  1. yea. she is so foxy that
    it hurts me in special ways...
    girl crush!

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  2. girl crush?
    why not just
    crush

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  3. am i the only one thinking "oh god! choking hazard!"?

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  4. Girl crushes
    Are cuter
    Than regular crushes.
    Have we not already discussed
    This?
    Sheesh.

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  5. I just don't know how you can understand anyone talking with marbles in their mouth.

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  6. Well, how could they, with all those cyan marbles lolling around?

    And don't they get in the way of other things one can do with the mouth? ;)

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  7. No, no, I'm with Ian. I totally thought you were going to faint with fear of choking.

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  8. no sense of adventure, the lot of you.

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  9. this is the weirdest discussion ever.
    people? isnt it about how one would touch a marble with one's tongue? that way you would do that would be way sexual?

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  10. I thought the marbles were just a metaphor - you know how poets roll.

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  11. yep. like marbles apparently...

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  12. I had marbles once, you know.

    Then I lost them.

    What were we talking about again?

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  13. never mind, sugar. here, have another bite of applesauce.

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  14. Mmmm. You are delicious, my dear. So incredibly delicious.

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  15. can you come out to play? ;)

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  16. Anytime you like. You know where to find me.

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  17. I'm strictly going with literal marbles here - and thinking about plunging my finger into my daughters mouth to go after a penny - This poem takes me there. I can feel the marbles. I can also feel myself throwing them out the window.
    Fantastic visuals!

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  18. yikes, the whole choking thing is such a nightmare.
    this is more like a dream!

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