Tuesday, July 6, 2010


Chaos - 85 words
Sarah Van Name

i wrap myself up like water in cloth
(strawberry juice, sun poisoning, birthday cake)
would melt on your skin if my love’s touch was soft.
(dirty sheets, classic novels, swimming pool)
in the depths of july there’s a deep chocolate hum
(silk skirts, sea salt)
the sound of the river in the heat of the sun
(white paint)
you’re the guitar, the whistle, the soul and the drum
(spilled sugar, storm warning, fresh tattoo)
you’re the chaos in the center of the blind man’s song.

Navesink Banks - The Gaslight Anthem

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