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balancing [2-15-2010]
by Ava Blu
we are in bed with sheets covering just our legs,
with our ankles touching,
with our eyes on the ceiling,
with our mouths forming circles.
we are without clothes,
we are without the proper senses
and we do not know where this will lead.
02/15/2010
Posted on 02/16/2010
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/16/10 at 02:28 PM I love that last stanza. I love the poems of yours where anything can happen in the next line, the one you didn't actually write. Just stunning. |
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