Ramble Underground

they say: two objects cannot occupy

the same space at the same time,

but could we try?

palm on palm

finger to finger

nipple, nipple

thigh, thigh: it's all a game played by a child

your blood, clotting my veins

your anger in my vessels

your sweat clogging my pores

your doubt clouding my sky

is there no neutral with you and i?

when your heart stops breathing, must i die?

i?ve always known that physics was a lie

and here now, with you inside:

i am a word. . . suspended. . .

wafting weary without waves of gravity

or sound, through your mind:

is it, ?love??

reaction to your body brushing mine?

so equal to you, i am

yet, so opposite am i

and what if we cried?

but, trapped within our current

the tears

unable to fall

floated

aimlessly through the air

around our nostrils ?

drowning us all?

Poet's Bio: La Vonne N. Caesar is 26 years old, born in Canada to a South American father and a Dutch/West-Indian mother. She was raised in the West Indies, Europe, and Mexico (to name few), and currently lives in Los Angeles, where she slaves in the fashion industry from 9-5 to support her manic nights of poetry writing. In addition to a lifetime addiction to poetry, she is currently obsessed with linguistics, Russian literature, Roman numerals, Indigenous Mexican art, Immortal Technique, the South Central Farm and ellipses...

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