Wess “Mongo” Jolley Poet, and Performance Poetry Promoter    The Raw Heart of Endless Fascination

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George

Ink and hardware     paint a canvas of my desire You draw     me upon your flesh and pierce     me like the bitter tang     of cigarettes on your tongue Were I to sketch myself     as a panel in your story Or hang upon you     my weight pulling against         tender skin Would you carry me     or wear me I could lift my feet from     the ground         pierce soft skin             slide through dark flesh                 and emerge shiny bright I hide silently beneath clean linen     and drink in the scent         of your tortured flesh Hiding from the world until you     let sunlight fall upon your         ink and hardware

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