Monday, September 8, 2008
HAIKUS ABOUT FUCKING
The playground at dusk
"Will the swing hold both of us?"
Steel joints groan also
Sweat lashes her thigh
Been down there an hour now
The clock is ticking
Your breasts are sentries
Before the slope of your sex
Must stop at each first
Barely audible
(This is my favorite part)
Soft intake of breath
Unexpectedly
Each one says the other's name
It won't be long now
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by request. if you didn't already know, there is a spoken-word & music version of this piece at myspace.com/fictionalmixtape
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