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Ravenous

By Soft DuckiePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Everything happens in my throat

tense tight

pressed upwards

vibrating against

thought and arousal

ferocity and foreboding

it is my axis

my ivory scales

always tipping in one direction

the broad stroke of your words

into the hollow of my voice

it's where you persist

it's how I confide

I imagine your mouth

alleviating the pressure

sending it elsewhere

and for a moment I am bound

by no speech or breath

caught in transparency

a fleeting glimpse

before doubt takes the place

of rough stubble on my skin

and I am cold feet

fear of the unknown and winding

fear of false promises and

substantiality

a black and white only I can see

there is no in between

no letting go

six feet of apprehension

as I flounder in the deep end

bounded in too early

desperate to sink below the surface

with a hymnal

with a hum

with a

H

IM

the feeling in my throat is a he

close-fisted and keen

Ravenous

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Soft Duckie

Poet and artist living with my two dogs in Arizona. You can find my work on https://www.redbubble.com/people/fisheisley?asc=u.

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