i was sixteen when a pretty french girl let me whisper in her ear
i studied her nape and quivered
words into her hair
will you break my heart i asked
her back so gently arched
why not, i heard her murmur
like a narrowed valve
Showing posts with label anatomy poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label anatomy poems. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
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The advertisement of a man - the cleverer you become the greater your capacity for (self )deception --- the ability of writing to edit a...
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- what terrifies you? - the parable of the talents - care to elaborate? - I'm afraid of wasting my life. I'm afraid of squanderin...
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i'm sorry , he said and you could tell he meant it too; the way he screwed up his face and knit his brows together, hung his head low ...