Untitled
Losing, you to the night
My last breath
Stolen.
Lying on the floor that introduced us,
Listening to you breathe, Intently
Like a devoted student,
I stare at your Raven
Hair reflecting light from the glaring
Computer screen. I trace my fingers
Across lips, smooth soft as your velvet
Shirt -- fabric blue as midnight,
Trapping every memory, like the first time
We touched, I save each of these I can
Even your scent, like vanilla, Wanting
Needing it to Linger
Always like a scar that mars
My heart, lasting long after morning
When I must leave you
Not by my choice,
By yours.
vol.1 no.3 Fall 1999
Lovely Ugly Brutal World
New regular column by AR
Neuralgia Survey
Poetry:
Entombed--Alix Caldwell
Heartland Film Noir Classic Starring Peter
Lorre--
Fetters
Retinal Fetish--AR
Salvador Dalai Lama--David Goth
Untitled--Regina
Transfuse Me--Tom Hamilton
Prose/Short Stories:
Cradle--David Canada
An Episode--A.M. Olsson