When the Sentinel Waits for Heraclitus

Desire Line Shortcuts with ‘Josie Long’ is the perfect metaphor to describe how we became magnetised


what lies beneath the strange pleasure of unquenchable

thirst-what is this endless desire line with no turn

to feel to touch to hold to kill with kisses hard

his body and mine squelched together

like wet vines climbing an oak

intense depth of scratches

the fastigiated wood

tearing a trace of

pleasure and

pain there



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