Daniel John Kofler's Posts - Sydney Poetry2024-03-28T21:19:20ZDaniel John Koflerhttp://www.sydneypoetry.com/profile/DanielJohnKoflerhttp://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/2797740225?profile=RESIZE_48X48&width=48&height=48&crop=1%3A1http://www.sydneypoetry.com/profiles/blog/feed?user=2tsgmi5y55yph&xn_auth=noBlack Lovetag:www.sydneypoetry.com,2012-09-13:5231298:BlogPost:421402012-09-13T11:42:11.000ZDaniel John Koflerhttp://www.sydneypoetry.com/profile/DanielJohnKofler
<p>the sound of her was in the street</p>
<p>flayed to an ochre asphalt</p>
<p>dripped down from a generous bourbon</p>
<p>fermentation brings a night that doesn't hurt</p>
<p>the stench of cancer is in her vomit:</p>
<p>she knows she doesn't have long</p>
<p>until it's shit in the sheets</p>
<p>and a pain that can't be described</p>
<p>it hurts just to blink</p>
<p>and you can't even</p>
<p>slow it down</p>
<p>but before</p>
<p>before this time</p>
<p>that doesn't feel real</p>
<p>she was…</p>
<p>the sound of her was in the street</p>
<p>flayed to an ochre asphalt</p>
<p>dripped down from a generous bourbon</p>
<p>fermentation brings a night that doesn't hurt</p>
<p>the stench of cancer is in her vomit:</p>
<p>she knows she doesn't have long</p>
<p>until it's shit in the sheets</p>
<p>and a pain that can't be described</p>
<p>it hurts just to blink</p>
<p>and you can't even</p>
<p>slow it down</p>
<p>but before</p>
<p>before this time</p>
<p>that doesn't feel real</p>
<p>she was real</p>
<p>and a figure like Venus out of fresh dough</p>
<p>i heard her fingernails when they touched me</p>
<p>her eyes were planets</p>
<p>crevasses of green and blue</p>
<p>and it was better than flying</p>