Bask in Your Lap

It's just poetry, it won't bite

Omar Azam’s most recent poem to appear here was compact discontents, published as part of Contributor Series 9: If Men Had Ears in June 2011.

Bask in Your Lap

By Omar Azam

Bask in your lap
So weak so happy so vulnerable

Bask in your lap
Drink the silk of your skin
the milk of your hair.

Mask is your trap
When your long white fingernails
peel and
fall and
leave a dead me.

Mask is your trap
Because you wound up true,
not who I guessed I knew.

And
Our perfect circuit
Is No longer

Severed,
Fevered,
Synchronicity demise.

But only temp-
orarily.

For when the spirals of spirals
cross themselves again

I will be back
to
Bask in your lap.

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