shake rattle and roll
my heart do
unaccustomed to warmth
in the bosom of
affection
Monday, March 2, 2009
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
told you so
my divinity
ain't always divine...
sometimes it's greasy
chicken wings
w/extra hot sauce
in brown bag simmer
ain't always divine...
sometimes it's greasy
chicken wings
w/extra hot sauce
in brown bag simmer
Sunday, August 31, 2008
headspace
she awoke in throws of deep despair
searching cerebral cortex for traces of his adoration
probing tympanic membrane for whisperings of passion untold...
longing for comfort of fine sinewy frame..
surely someone loved her?
Am I not real? she cried..
or have I become the definition of my desire...
does strength belie a weakness of want
or is existence simply context,
subtext no text for love illiterate?
searching cerebral cortex for traces of his adoration
probing tympanic membrane for whisperings of passion untold...
longing for comfort of fine sinewy frame..
surely someone loved her?
Am I not real? she cried..
or have I become the definition of my desire...
does strength belie a weakness of want
or is existence simply context,
subtext no text for love illiterate?
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