by Sophie Robinson
Sophie Robinson / Indecible
Your name swallows my lips &
the backward downward rage of all
girls knocking through me, a risk of
speech a risk of love a risk of causing
a scene, zipper of my jeans against
yours & in your ear I hear the sea.
Your name reverses itself on my lips as
I swallow the anger like a little boy, a
battle of the body, a risk of method, the
receipt of love, the cold slither of a fence
against the zipper of my jeans & the
immediacy of your ear against my face.
Your name; the danger of inversion,
swallowing down everyone’s rage you
burn & shake beyond yourself you
are the danger of love & you press
your ear against the zipper of my
jeans & say ‘I can hear the sea’.
Your name & mine.
Swallow it down.
We invert girls we slither under
barriers we shock with proximity
we press our ears to the ground
in search of foreign pleasures.
Your name & mine, swallowed
downward in anger. The reversal
of the body, scars where the
danger of love obtained will show,
our fingers in our ears our
hands pressed against our eyes.
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