two pigeons fight for
buffalo wings disturbing
nature's order, me
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
how we hug in our land.
we do not cuddle
here in our bed, cause it is
too darn hot and the
covers get twisted
and we feel trapped. yet in
the quiet of the night
our hungry fingers
scuttle across boundaries
to nuzzle and knot;
clandestine meetings
unbeknownst to our bodies
still stiff with slumber.
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