Tuesday, February 22, 2011


A glimpse of a picture of a thing...they aren't sure of what that thing is; you can only elude to it, whisper it or it will disappear-I believe it may have existed in the 1950's.

colors of alabaster and lime
fitted sheets
[rendered] from mouths with terrier teeth
canines, bicuspids
fight-less nights simper
simplify this endurance for [tenderness]
sheared heart-songs
innocently crumbled as cookies
-don't eat crackers in bed-
lick but never chew
billowing, intertwining limbs
obscured dampness hanging
[agonizing] and humid
listen for the bell
sounding another round

2009 - Meeka

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