Tuesday, May 15, 2012

nest

dry
broken
cadaverous
twigs

she nuzzled
with all her heart

and watered
with the warmth
of her breasts

regardless of
being...

...scant or replete
with a joyous misery

...more or less

...the cliche of comfort

...overborne
with the heavy hanging
empty air

this was her nest
this was her nest