It is what it is
perfectly aligned and alphabetized
when the chapped skin lies beneath
and the plastic is clear
but I am luminescent coral
nothing more than the illusion
in your story
and the hole forever
swallowing your veins
bruising you always until
you escape the memory
of my poisonous skin.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
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i like this one a lot
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