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Each tear, a 1000-pound diamond, drops from my face to your chestYou don’t feel a thing. Laid up wondering if I’ll end up, like a naked rabbit in the New York desert —like an American Moose, storied and alone,and moments like this will quietly disappear into spiel. I love you. I love you, but the
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Throbbing socks, in between knees Sweat lapping in pools of creasesItchy skin, tabernacle heat Ears ringing until the choir seizes.Cracking pews, cotton bloomers,Pleading to a man who’s dead. Mother Mary: How God seduced her,Would it be this way if He knocked me up instead?
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Does the academy wait for my brine?Am I a silkworm or a donkey? “Riska” conceals in thousand name games, a professor with a namesake tenureCome back to your rivals,Dust the soot of your cotton uniform And rhyme with the gray skies.
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friend of a friend, stripes on your red faceconcealed by sharp brows and no eyesreveal yourself to a stranger with whom you share a brother, who’s intellectual arms racebrought us together.men see ducks and long for rabbits,they rouse themselves and gaze. is she a citizen or a friend? do she talk stupidly? was is it
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Two children, one like you, like meOne like me, like you, two of them. That makes me want to lay up like Two thin printing papers stuck together. Sometimes asceticism, sometimes Immovable horniness, I hope you know When I say I love you, it means I love swimming in fertile waters. I hope you know,
riska.dog 