Monday, September 12, 2005

last goodbye



saturate regret with tooth and lip
sponge worms wash in passionate drip
swivel neck and clutch at hip
buried faces in desperate grip

petal eyelids wrinkle and flit
like a moth on a candle lit

familiar perfume of nicotine stink
furitive saliva sauce slink
bass of blood pour and then drink
never mind that its a spit sink

careful bites edge on emotional brink
too late tears paint every eye blink

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