Friday, January 26, 2007

Deliverance




You see his eyes when you see anything at all.

The near darkness sculpts you. You arch to fill its roundness.

He follows. You urge him, and he follows. When he strays, your gasps flutter. He knows the shape of your lies.

A breath quivers in the hairs of your skin. He sweeps into curves you never trust, but he sings them like a sacrament.

His steadiness is the knife. You slice yourself, and the blood rushes in.

Not a wound. A fatal deliverance.

And you have so longed to die.

17 comments:

iamnasra said...

How can I explain what you word did to me...it brushed it with histant feeling...heart beat racing but not out of breath...

Thank you for sharing your words

Susan Abraham said...

Powerful in its sensibilities & beautiful in its artistry. :-)

anne said...

What kind of a pre-weekend mood is that?!
And should I even bother with the customary flattery...?
Damn you're good.

Bernita said...

Another GOOD one, Jason.

iamnasra said...

LIP is having a tribute for Poetry one of your poem was selcted for this Tribute hope you can join in

Spread the word too

www.livinginpoetry.blogspot.com

anne frasier said...

absolutely haunting.

mermaid said...

I should feel sad, but I don't. Knowing how you love to drive, the headlights, the light, the small sliver of hope they cut out of a dark soul...

It is deliverance. Keep shining those lights into the darkness, Jason.

Anonymous said...

all the superlatives. great writing Jason
blogger is pissy again
this is anna

Shesawriter said...

"You slice yourself, and the blood rushes in."


Oooooh! You do have a way with words, darling! Powerful. Love it.

jason evans said...

Iamnasra, I'm humbled that my words moved you. Thank you for telling me!

Susan, thank you, my friend. :)

Anne, I can't think of any better flattery than that. ;)

Bernita, thanks so much! BTW, this is the first time I have ever written in 2nd person present. It was fun to try.

Iamnasra, I'm very honored!! Thank you. I will be sure to post a link to Living in Poetry!

Anne, thank you. Truly. :)

Mermaid, no need to feel sad. :) This piece is about the ultimate intimacy. It is almost my attempt to explore the female view of the moment.

Anna, amen to that! Blogger was most unkind to me too. Thanks for the kind words!

Tanya, I enjoyed immersing myself in it. Thanks!

Southern Writer said...

Very erotic. I need to go get a drink of water now.

Angela said...

Beautiful writing and photo it gave me some shivers...

bekbek said...

You arch to fill its roundness.

Ah, spooning with the dark. It's so sweet, comforting, intense, and scary, all at the same time.

Very nice. Plus now I'll be able to add "spooning" to the Devil's tricks, in my mind.

Perfect photo accompaniment.

jason evans said...

Southern Writer, thanks. :)

Angela, I'm glad you like the photo! It was a last minute addition. What I had planned just didn't work.

Bekbek, It's so sweet, comforting, intense, and scary, all at the same time. What an absolutely perfect description! Thank you. =)

Sam said...

Hauntingly beautiful - touches home to me.

Steve G said...

Bravo. another superlative post.

jason evans said...

Sam, thank you. I love hearing when I make that kind of connection.

Steve, thanks, my friend.