sore throat
tired of the telling me
my fear of cold water
a snake
let me leap
legs unbreakable
from chugging the tit
mark my oval pucker
around something more giving
stand out on the edge of a tall thing
there are no bridges worth that life of yours
calm the hungry birds
maybe they will share
my jaws stretched swollen
from bone forming
wake up spitting blood for a few minutes
I'm going to need that hand
your promises
make me laugh out loud at tornadoes
can the wind, wind, and the wind
hear me
over all this expensive wind
31 May 2011
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