sonorous droplets spatter no no no no no <br />oh so smoothly on my temples like <br />a well-oiled trombone slide, sinuous and <br />unspoken. a profuse tomato split <br />by saw-like teeth, my rapt fingers <br />lift away sticky from the stunning juice. <br />your serrated stutter guts me, arbitrarily <br />slinging back the blood I gave you <br />with all the sinewy force in your silence.<br /><br />Indigo Hawkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/estranged-5/
