gumming a cold thing
& then you read a poem
because or, because not enough of a reason,
don't get it,
but you like it so, you love this man,
cute in the teeth,
or those jaws talk funny-- speak,
but it peaks in the right places,
feels good on my fingers, lickin'
& you read the poem he writes, right?
well enough
to get it. turning out to be--
28 May 2010
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