Kiss

when the books dive from the yellow walls,
and burn in gusts of black and white fire,
my world becomes an ugly dream;

and if the art jumped to its death
I’d probably eat slobbering toast for breakfast.

so I cherish the blood on your lips

and steal the rubies from your eyes.

 

*featured image (blue lips) by Alycia Vreeland Book cover by Jessica Bell of Vine Leaves Press

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