I keep forgetting to mention I moved my blog here:

http://somehowconstant.wordpress.com/

a month

a middle name 

a young god 

a curve

one revolution

one circuit

one edge 
overlapping the groove

the gone
the ghost
the last train home

tonight

I am a graveyard

if I cant dance

so I do and I do 

and I eat 

the night 

with ambivalence and yen 

kissing both cheeks using no words
kin of old queens
kin of queer
kin of sharing
your last cigarette 

in the ask
in the hips
of hello
and the abstract
sense of time
it's nice to meet you
in the grey
ocean of your mouth
and the history
of your skin
in the tide
of your tongue
it's nice to meet you

you multiplied

into your skin 

into the concrete hymn of the bend

it was data

it was tender as the bite

it was an arrow 

it was blood

it was an outline

a calm

circumference that coiled

into the meta

morphosis

swallow the swelled 

sense of rage

the pinch points 

the punch

ease 

the context

through the needle

into the wider 

mouth of us

draw blood