tongue tip
tip toeing
down the disaster chute of you
wash my dirty laundry-
spin cycle through my flesh and bone before
wandering
watch
ing
wandering through, my drive thru
window eyes;
you, my widow,
wandering
down these trespasses
down my spine through
the inward crevasse
where I left you naked
alone
tip
toeing.

07/07/2011

Posted on 07/08/2011
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