Hot Start

September 23, 2011


by C.B.

When I find the center of your center I’ll unwind you
And coil you around myself instead
And slide my fingers down your seams
And dreamily undo you
Make spaghetti of your arching primal spires
By candle flame, I’ll dextrously denature all that tethers you
Until you quiver bodily
A harp string
And sing
Every note that’s written in you.

drcharles September 23, 2011 at 12:16 am

This is unsettlingly good – devilish, purposeful, denatured!

Erica Tesla September 23, 2011 at 12:46 pm

I really love this!

Ash October 26, 2011 at 9:58 am

Dear C.B.,
I think I love you.
This is the most sensual science poem ever. I’ve printed it out and stuck it next to our lab’s PCR machine.
Have you more?

Fredrick M November 12, 2011 at 3:17 pm

Wow this poem is just wordless……really amazing

Louise Thatsme November 22, 2011 at 7:33 am

wonderful! You’re gifted. Really enjoying your poems. A big ThankYOU

madhu November 23, 2011 at 3:29 pm

Wish I could be this pithy and wickedly interesting.

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