Tuesday, September 8, 2009

mal practica

id give you the shirt off
my back
, youre saying
all playful puppy eyed shoulders
give me those freckles, put
them in my mouth
raindrops are eyelash
hugs, keep
making lists, lover, we'll
get it all done
babies, birds and that
lady in an orange dress
were so distractable
in our pigeon holes, wet naps
and canteens
be my life preserver
formaldahide me in your promises
that space between your neck and back
like
wild horses and kittens

please, lets fly to paraguay
shoreline light flirting
with hands wrapped up
at the
baggage claim
dont take everything so
personal
dearest darling bear boy
were a two person
mime troupe, come
talk to me in hands

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