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I lie next to you
you have moisture
on your lips
and a faint smile that
probably means
n o t h i n g
Your breasts
rise and fall
underneath
your heart drums
in contained chaos
The blades of the fan
rotate
countable
glum and random images
gyrate in front of
your eyes
into oblivion
The rings of purple death
rise
in tandem
you s i g h
It’s the first human sound
in ages
one that makes me realize
that we are lying
close enough
motionless
gutless
lifeless
our skins brush
hail satan-
it’s not winter
we lie still
still we are a lie.
Published 4th Jan 2012
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4th Jan 2012 10:01pm
apart with the known and yet a mystery. Poet, you showed me that with your words.
4th Jan 2012 11:04pm
6th Jan 2012 9:31am
One heroine very simple and common...I don't know her but every poet knows her...and one hero...Summit!!!...The events are discrete yet not random....
6th Jan 2012 2:34pm
