Verdad Magazine Volume 8
Spring 2010, Volume 8
Poetry by P.A. Levy
Mothed Skin
bastard wind
howling anger in search of a friend
aimless
and you say i’m glad we storm kissed i’m glad we’re tempest
because you are my breath that i can
flood around you
in a colourless sea
you say drown in me
and i can feel your skin breathe
as the red eyed
night butterflies
stare in through the window where we
grow
around each other in
the artificial daytime of mood lighting
inhaling the pours of the grain of each other
exhaling sighs exhaling sap exhaling promises of
forever
and you say those bead eyed dead leaves crave glow
flutter autumn become indistinguishable
from leaves without breath
lost separated from the arms that fed them life
by the
wind
and we both know one day we will be breathless—
BIO: Born East London but now residing amongst the hedge mumblers of rural Suffolk, P.A.Levy has been published in many magazines, both on line and in print, from ‘A cappella Zoo’ to ‘Zygote In My Coffee’ and many stations in-between. He is also a founding member of the Clueless Collective and can be found loitering on page corners and wearing hoodies at www.cluelesscollective.co.uk