Erica Jong - Knives

Erica Jong - Knives

The women he has had are all faces br without eyes. br He has entered them blind br as a cut worm. br He has swum their oceans br like a wounded fish br looking for home. br br At nights when he can't sleep, br he dreams of weaving br backward up that river br where the banks br are fringed with mouths, br & weedy hair br grows amid the dark crusts br of ancient blood. br br Tonight he is afraid & lonely br in a city of meat & knives. br I would go under his knife br & move so willingly br that his heart br might turn to butter br in his mouth.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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