Thursday, November 21, 2013


From two sheets on the mattress on the bed
I am sandwiched in between on the premise of a dream
Swinging, swinging
They all come around
From the toes on my feet to the strands of hair arrested,
Arrested by the scissors in the drawers on the sideboard
It’s a countdown, a countdown
They all fall down
To your charms
Though you lick my gums with your gooey, eewy drool
Arrest him! Arrest him!
They all come around.
From the toes on my feet, two feet, two knees
Trembling, assembling all the strength locked inside
So pointless! So pointless!
My own arms on my shoulders on my torso with my head
And my neck so defenceless, defenceless!
It all falls down.



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