Ghostlight

It could be like this. Early morning,

light milkpooling at the edges of your bed,

dawnfrost

bleaching your bare feet and subtly wriggling toes

softly phantom,

and I follow the erogenous ghost

past your shins,

to the rounded

pate of your knees

(pausing at the fresh scrape,

planting in its raw a small kiss,

it seems

you’re always falling down

and getting hurt

like a five year old

destined to model bruises

from a catalog of Childhood’s Wounds)

and I move beyond your knees,

to the shadowed country

of your inner thighs,

their arousable tuck

and hothouse climate,

and there, I stop, I squeeze,

I pinch, I press, I knead,

and knead some more,

and say, It could be like this,

skin toasting skin to prime

and pinken sinsual,

our bodies,

lazily twined,

like question marks

relaxedly slack,

unsure of their how

or why,

just happy

to be a part

of the grammar

of easy smolder

and blessmounted cries.

I could go on, I say,

but there

you grin the grin of a scythe

and tell me

to stop talking

and making metaphor

of your little masochist

who adores the holy ache

betwen pauses,

and take you,

now,

to that place

where sound

is remembered to touch,

in the founting fury

of earlymorning

ghostlight.

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.

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12 Responses to Ghostlight

erroneouschoices says:

June 2, 2018 at 10:46 am

Sheesh

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- John Biscello says:
  
  June 2, 2018 at 10:47 am
  
  Wow, the rare, underplayed, one-word “Sheesh.” Love it 😉
  
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  - erroneouschoices says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 10:51 am
    
    You got me with the pausing at the fresh scrape but had me again and again at who adores the holy ache between pauses.
    I like the way you wake up
    
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  - John Biscello says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 10:51 am
    
    Yea, sometimes all it takes is a simple touch to wake up. So a wise girl once said 🙂
    
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- John Biscello says:
  
  June 2, 2018 at 10:49 am
  
  Sometimes, you see, the “characters” in my pieces, do what I want them to do, or play according to my fantasy-fiction rules, know what I mean 😉
  
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  - erroneouschoices says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 10:53 am
    
    But even you. In your fantasy fiction rules, had someone tell you what to do 😋 I like your fantasy fiction better than my own
    
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  - John Biscello says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 10:56 am
    
    Thanks 🙂 it’s funny, because I actually don’t try and control what “they” say or do, but simply listen and feel through it. Plus, it was fun to hear “the girl” say, not in so many words: Would you just shut up and get in here already. It’s like I got to nuzzle and nestle in a catalog of Childhood’s Wounds. Was good times 😉 And I like nuzzling and nestling.
    
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  - erroneouschoices says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 11:12 am
    
    You have a knack for understanding where childhood wounds reside. Ready to be nestled
    
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  - John Biscello says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 11:14 am
    
    Well, if I wind up in your parts in the near future, might be time to finally have that overdue coffee date on a sunsoaked patio 🙂
    
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  - John Biscello says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 10:59 am
    
    And you might not know this, but there are some girls who have this tendency of falling down and getitng booboos. It’s called, I think, Slapstickular Terranitis.
    
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  - erroneouschoices says:
    
    June 2, 2018 at 11:12 am
    
    I’ve heard of those kinds of girls 😒
    
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jocelyn harper says:

June 3, 2018 at 9:09 am

Oh SO hot!

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