Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Allergic to lead- and yet he still swallowed my toast!
Licking my elbows and circus smiling
Thy cannot compare...
What is it that I want most?
Slowly, slowly.
(As you wish.)
The parenthesis on the bus and my head in your lap
If only you knew/ if only you were new.
And now you belch.
Great big noise.
You care nought of me or my dreams-
They buzz around you as flies might
Circling me in the night
Lying next to me
In place
Of you.
Hilarious? I autosave, I spread, I slave
I try to give back what I once savoured, saved
Inside your mouth and laughing now
Ought, ought, ought
To try?
To clarify?
I cannot yell, these clarifications!
For you are so small
In a ball
On my bed.


Don't go.

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