danced inside,
the roof of her
, mouth; sleep,
heartened,
*
a rock & a hard; just
in my (getting) head,
words replaced
with other words, they make
a sweetest breath,
macular hole
*
I can't believe
you shaved for this, she said,
I can't believe,
*
; words
detach from their base,
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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