6/11/2017 0 Comments Poetry by Ilyana KuhlingBITE I bite down hard the skin of my lip caught between and feel heat, wet but no pain I rub my tongue against the cut and taste metallic it’s you the taste is you it cannot signify anything good the colour is you it stains permanent the heat is you it pools on my tongue I swallow a mouthful diluted spit and feel sick It’s you it’s you it’s you the blood the cut the pain eyes water it nauseates And I can’t help but bite down again MAGNETS I think I loved you once I would hold your words in my head Your name on my tongue You I would hold You You would hold my heart on your fingertips. Ready to fall to break to pieces I think I loved you once It wasn’t enough for you was it? AN IMPERMANENT MOMENT I want to wrap twine around our wrists No room for movement To hold you here in this impermanence But strands would dig into your skin, and burn with heat of kerosene The tension becoming something I don't want it to be Instead, I'll take the thread, wrap it around this moment pull softly at the edge to fasten the memory of what you said - "I would like to kiss you again." PARTS the / parts / of / me I / cannot / love you / seem / to / like and / that’s / enough Bio: Ilyana Kuhling is an Irish-Canadian poet based in Limerick, Ireland, and a lover of all things spoken word. She's a member of the Art-Bar poetry group in Toronto, and a previous winner of the Dublin-based "Slam-Sunday" poetry competition. Her work has appeared in Irish poetry publications including Silver Apples and Stanzas, and she firmly believes that a good cup of tea can solve almost anything.
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