Sunday, December 30, 2007

Poem

I tasted your pearly white teeth
and your tongue underneath
I got caught up in the blade of a knife
and the stabbing wound that would ensue
Where are you Marley?
We went both ways but separately
We cleaned our teeth and cleaned our sheets
This made up bed is too pretty!
Where are we to go in this dirty world?
A gala at the mall, a holiday spree?
These chocolates are talking
but not to me

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