i will mop the bile from the marble
as the blue bleaches the blankets above
i will huddle the guts and the ribs
into my own, subsuming your skeleton
into my skin; sweetheart, we are silent:
sing for me, as your orange tongue cascades
along these cases we escaped from:
we are red and orange and black and blue
we are the rainbow the lovers chase after
we have found the end: we are the sight
the aesthetes line up for: we have painted
our unity with the geometry of our insides
how intimate are you, my dear, as i hold
your eyes for you: look at us – aren't we
finally beautifully one?
Jedidiah Vinzon is currently studying physics at the University of Auckland. He enjoys listening to jazz, classical and K-pop, writing poems and making those two his personality. Some of works can be found in Tarot, Circular and Symposia.
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