Friday, September 11, 2009

ONE

the heat of toward
pulls at me
like a panting beast
scratching the fiberous
tears of my being
I sit overwhelmed
with fascination
even the callouse
moments
LOL
because about 25 thousand years ago
the Spartans
woke up early
which reminds me
I could use a good sucking up to myself
waterlilies gather at
the feet of the Power source
I can't fight through
the strewn rose petals
and emotional orgies
to get a word in edgewise
I wonder in frustration
why one would rather have
whipped cream instead of
substance

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