Seldom Intersections

swallow the machine. 
the tender wolves. 
and the angry swine. 

too thirsty to taste. 
too hungry to swallow..
the truth staining their lips. 

tease the gears. 
the autumn scabs. 
and the summer scars. 

not quite deep enough. 
to let us forget.

touch the edge. 
bite down on gravity's tongue. 
as if all our choices are cancerous. 

embrace the friction. 
as it melts away our skin. 
leaving only bones.

wear the distance. 
the timid monsters. 
and the incredulous thieves. 

too impatient to wait. 
for the light to change.