My skin has
crawled all night
I have shaken like an addict
itched like a detoxer
and slept sporadically
Imaginary men stationed
at my bed side with
arms crossed
sweat pouring down
each of us
Only eroticism
would calm me down
it was an
illusion
figments of the past
pieces of the future
just beyond my reach
1 comment:
Man- I haven't been on here for like, forever! Apparently, neither have you!
Anyways, when you finally do see this, smile and think of me!!
:>)
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