lelex's review against another edition
4.0
"A poem about you would tell a story about a girl who one night while steeping tea, spilled honey on a book and discovered you."
"you're less lovely in the light but lovelier than last night when you heaved over the side of a yacht into your own moon-mad reflection"
"The laws of sawdust and stars say: close your eyes till you hear rain, follow its moss and metal smell, as it turns evening's debris into silverroot, and peaches light the path to a city built on a sea of mercury."
"If you're still, quiet as spite, Pain purses her lips and blows you a goodbye kiss; places a pistol in your hand and singsongs in your ear: Here. Hold this. Feel this."
"You conspire against my pleasure, your sadness is ferocious, taller than Kilimanjaro. You live in my ribs, a ruby boutonnière; you are plum and pendulum; a car salesman in white tie and tails. You're bizarre as innards, buzzards as you stumble dream to dream you reside in margins, in the blurry vision of virgins; in my eyes, you are aniline dye, the deep south of your contagious mouth."
"Your loot is my watch, twenty bucks, a rhinestone choker, and my death which has yet to be decided."
"You are reticulation in my skin, Euclidian. A warning, apiarian, you are the keeper of bees. I covered my flesh with pollen & straw, with kohl-rimmed lids I came to you in the coppice where you hid your ductility, gold-green winged & veined. Leaf spill, yellow odor on your collar. I pull you closer to smell the centuries. You are archaic & I am archival."
"A song, an urn, the ashcan of imagine."
"Your words are seaspray, agave. You are wafer weight in my lightning mouth. I burn you to strawberry. Leaf-lake. Glass bird don't break."
"lover, let me listen in to the blood meridian"
"We know the rules. My song that has gone so long unheard will taunt you in your sleep even as you sweep your sword across my neck like a finger tracing its own silence."
"you're less lovely in the light but lovelier than last night when you heaved over the side of a yacht into your own moon-mad reflection"
"The laws of sawdust and stars say: close your eyes till you hear rain, follow its moss and metal smell, as it turns evening's debris into silverroot, and peaches light the path to a city built on a sea of mercury."
"If you're still, quiet as spite, Pain purses her lips and blows you a goodbye kiss; places a pistol in your hand and singsongs in your ear: Here. Hold this. Feel this."
"You conspire against my pleasure, your sadness is ferocious, taller than Kilimanjaro. You live in my ribs, a ruby boutonnière; you are plum and pendulum; a car salesman in white tie and tails. You're bizarre as innards, buzzards as you stumble dream to dream you reside in margins, in the blurry vision of virgins; in my eyes, you are aniline dye, the deep south of your contagious mouth."
"Your loot is my watch, twenty bucks, a rhinestone choker, and my death which has yet to be decided."
"You are reticulation in my skin, Euclidian. A warning, apiarian, you are the keeper of bees. I covered my flesh with pollen & straw, with kohl-rimmed lids I came to you in the coppice where you hid your ductility, gold-green winged & veined. Leaf spill, yellow odor on your collar. I pull you closer to smell the centuries. You are archaic & I am archival."
"A song, an urn, the ashcan of imagine."
"Your words are seaspray, agave. You are wafer weight in my lightning mouth. I burn you to strawberry. Leaf-lake. Glass bird don't break."
"lover, let me listen in to the blood meridian"
"We know the rules. My song that has gone so long unheard will taunt you in your sleep even as you sweep your sword across my neck like a finger tracing its own silence."
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