2001-08-01 - 8:36 p.m.

COMFORTER

by Davey Louis Jones

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Lying awake in my bed,

Cramped against the mastic wall�

[Things purpled by dusk�turned�night

a tepid some where's luminescence seeps

in

between the slats of the

blind

illuminating this faked womb�world (it is not

with warmth that I lay awake,

frigid streams) blow through the,

Cracks playing hide�in�the�shadows

upon the]

Cramped, against the wall,

I hold him, the steaming flesh,

And with endurance I wait in

This narrow space caged between a

Wall and a diffident man, and

I wrap and wrap and wrap our

Manliness,

So that if you may look

Down upon us,

In our tense space

Each would be a moth

Wing and the wrung sheet a

Body

Breaching/tresling

The

Cocooned sleeper.

Copyright 2001 by Davey Louis Jones. All rights reserved.

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