Your Words
 by Richard Shuldiner



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(continues the series "third season of love: to an audience of whores" originally published at Mind Caviar)

morphine to my fears
pure cocaine crystals
racing through my legs
hot salty tears
drop one by one
on my erect cock
my soul stares
anquished smile
i come

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On the Way to Prospect Park
 by Richard Shuldiner

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beneath the towering kentile sign's

glowing elemental gasses swirl

compressed through liquid curves 

two shadow forms are left to shine

then vanish on the surface oil

beside the banks of the gowanus canal
 
 

we walk an amber asphalt bridge 

beneath sandstone subway towers 

past grey diamond urban landscapes

past decaying warehouse walls

past fat immobile men who sit 

behind black wrought iron fences

guardians of home and family
 
 

diesel fumes flowers of dread

lazy summers heat humid air

pushed back into the bricks

stretched cotton curved skin

deep flesh moist electric hair 

grasped open filled by shocks 

shoved through webbed existence
 
 

in the park on the broad green lawn

other dreams

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Copyright © 2002-2003 Richard Shuldiner. All Rights Reserved. May not be re-printed in any form without express written consent of the author. Do not copy or post.


Richard Shuldiner is an expatriate New Yorker and librarian who lives and works in southern Vermont, USA. His poetry has appeared in several issues of  The Ledge, Clean Sheets, and in Ophelia's Muse's sister site,  Mind Caviar. Email Richard Shuldiner.


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