too good to me

2010-02-23 | 4:26 p.m.

quiet, quiet!
small places in the soft:
the soft corners-
mine and yours-
mirror and blur.
the insides
and the inbetweens
of my knees
said adieu
with hidden seams.
in trees
around me
wicked things
cry the tunes
that wicked sings!
a call to move
swiftly ignored
by me unseen.
i'll part not
the parts of me
for parted lips
or baser means...
cold in i
reigns ice supreme
to cool the soft
aft warmer dreams.
if i lie
its for mankind
who dreams a lie
that lives divine.
and in my soft
in my quiet
starts the spark
that oft does
riot-
quiet, quiet!
small places in the soft:
the soft corners-
mine and yours-