Wednesday, November 28, 2007

GONE ALREADY

Somewhat hesitant in the loving

And too damn eager to slam out

Walk jauntily into the blue sky of anonymity

Beyond the incessant lullabies of pounding feet

No pattering that but

Hard crashing of clogs barreling down narrow wooden hallways

Screams of orgasmic delight next door

Smells of the fetid meat market too long lingering and shifting shadows of you

Perched on a couch checkered with ejaculatory emissions and pizza

Smoking

Your gray eyes already traveling I 80 in escape

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