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.

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

3 responses to “Kiss My Hip Bones

  1. Bobby Ty

    Orbit

    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!
    T~

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