Kiss My Hip Bones

Kiss my hip bones if
you want to know me.
Stubborn mouth, a lack
of venture grounds you.

Hip bones are grave lovers.
If you kiss mine, you’ll
taste certain ash and stars
promised again, so soon.



Filed under conceptual, death, philosophy, poem, poetry, Uncategorized

3 responses to “Kiss My Hip Bones

  1. Bobby Ty


    I am a bright moon
    Circling above your beauty
    Captured by your pull

    I’ve never written a ‘decent’ haiku before, demi-Muse but I wrote this thinking of someone important in my life and I wondered if you had any feedback.

    (Secretly stalking the blog about every week now :))

    Miss you!

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