Sunday, November 1, 2009

THE DRIPPING SOUNDS INSIDE.



The dripping sounds.
Slow- unknown I walk way past her.
I can only hear my pulse from my opened wrists.
The nights we had given to one another-
soundless.
Our voices bound to be together.

Why do you look so sad?
You collide against the sun-
feeling like your illuminating.
Looking into your eyes
I'm finally on my own.
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the first drop silent-
i looked alone-
second drop-
i felt growth-
third drop-
i felt lust
Fourth drop-
i felt the sun sink into the moon
Fifth drop-
The skies became my face
Sixth drop-
golden memories.
Seventh drop-
I now remember
Eighth drop-
i felt the penetration
Ninth drop-
I felt my bedroom wake me up
Tenth drop-
I felt the mirror cry.

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THE FEMALE ZOO