[cs]

i want to feel with more
than just my fingers
sliding over textured shell
changing patterns to reveal
new

saliva conjured to the surface
spread over rough lips by
dart of eager tongue
as words drift out, falling
over

silence fosters calculation
tightly knotted packaged words
exported as complex patterns
weaving a surface blue and green
beyond

a small dark place
where i cannot go

- Paula S. McCusker