I’d rather heave half a brick than say I love you, though I do I’d rather crawl in a hole than call you darling, though you are I’d rather wrench off an arm than hug you though it’s what I long to do I’d rather gather a posy of poison ivy than ask if you love me
so if my hair doesn’t stand on end it’s because I never tease it and if my heart isn’t in my mouth it’s because it knows its place and if I don’t take a bite of your ear it’s because gristle gripes my guts and if you miss the message better get new glasses and read it twice
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Date: 2012-04-11 06:01 am (UTC)heave half a brick than say
I love you, though I do
I’d rather
crawl in a hole than call you
darling, though you are
I’d rather
wrench off an arm than hug you though
it’s what I long to do
I’d rather
gather a posy of poison ivy than
ask if you love me
so if my
hair doesn’t stand on end it’s because
I never tease it
and if my
heart isn’t in my mouth it’s because
it knows its place
and if I
don’t take a bite of your ear it’s because
gristle gripes my guts
and if you
miss the message better get new
glasses and read it twice
"first person demonstrative," Phyllis Gotlieb.