RIVE
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Valerie Bassett
Valerie Bassett lives in Boston, Massachusetts, where she works as a legislative advocate for the city's public health department. She is a participant in this year's collective altered state of the 3:15 Poetry Experiment and completing a collection of poems entitled Galactoid.By Valerie Bassett
Published on 02/6/2003
The riven body waters words,
widens, tears, its coasts recede,
speech splits. Unilaterally you ruled
the carnal unlawful, but the law you named
has no currency in my country. Forget
your faithless words, their knives and kisses fall short,
widens, tears, its coasts recede,
speech splits. Unilaterally you ruled
the carnal unlawful, but the law you named
has no currency in my country. Forget
your faithless words, their knives and kisses fall short,
The riven body waters words,
widens, tears, its coasts recede,
speech splits. Unilaterally you ruled
the carnal unlawful, but the law you named
has no currency in my country. Forget
your faithless words, their knives and kisses fall short,
but your silence dammed my rivering, diverted
my current, forced back to seek its level, overflowing,
pushes back against the banks. Common water-thief,
may your thirst be unquenchable. My motion floods
your anti-motion. My autodictum fucks your dictator.
My dictionaring fucks your dictionlessness.
I flow liquid crystal digital broadband
but not to you, your pleasure: unseen unfelt unsexed unheard.
Fine then. Pay rivage, rival, pay with your voice.
Copyright © Valerie Bassett, 2003. All Rights Reserved.
widens, tears, its coasts recede,
speech splits. Unilaterally you ruled
the carnal unlawful, but the law you named
has no currency in my country. Forget
your faithless words, their knives and kisses fall short,
but your silence dammed my rivering, diverted
my current, forced back to seek its level, overflowing,
pushes back against the banks. Common water-thief,
may your thirst be unquenchable. My motion floods
your anti-motion. My autodictum fucks your dictator.
My dictionaring fucks your dictionlessness.
I flow liquid crystal digital broadband
but not to you, your pleasure: unseen unfelt unsexed unheard.
Fine then. Pay rivage, rival, pay with your voice.
Copyright © Valerie Bassett, 2003. All Rights Reserved.