Sunday, November 27, 2011

When his hands were kept and cuffed
a woman leaked out of his body
I try the taste of it, and much of a familiar
sound is exploding in front of me.


Wash down everything I have worn,
get bored with most things 
you used to adore and nurture,
Changing directions with your head
but eyes stay fixed forevermore.


Disappearing between
so many shades of white tune

I loved it, my tongue gives labor to it,
grew in me, I need it back,
my greatest delusion, so fulfilled I felt.


















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