an acumen
sharpen the claws of my wits against…………………….uncouth fumblings after midnight, pockets full of hearts…………………….dealings of marrow, consciousness, bones picked clean…………………….sometimes you’re there too ~ I see you, repository glider…………………….push me, pull my hair, bite my skin…………………….tear yourself from me…………………….ephemeral abscond, leave me jejund, unfed, unleashed…………………….my arid skin burns…………………….vacant, fervid, carnal…………………….what I feel would leave you cindered, inhaled into my lungs, rapt.
the lemonspank 
This is a very interesting poem with a very intriguing painting. I would like to know more about some of the artists you feature on your blog.
This one was Andrew Ek ~ I truly should pay proper homage to the artists I feature but this isn’t their platform for expression, they simply aid in mine.
very good painting profesinal ok…