Wednesday, August 21, 2013


I hiccup by the second
When I spy your brown eye
Appraising with a smile
At my yapping lips asunder
I wake up from the reverie
Nudge my butt a fraction
Of an inch in your way
Don’t you say, would you
Melt to a puddle on the Eve
Of the bobbing of my Adam’s apple
Glop! Glop!
Down it goes
Nervous gulp, did she not
See the way I slipped
Further by the minute
Into the jungle of
Lost dreams, singing hymns
Lost in the ticking of the clock
Time to go
Tic Toc! Tic Toc!



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