Saturday, September 8, 2012


in morning before alarms
before the sunrise.
that solid sense of darkness -
God's hands pressing down
on the filmy barrier
between our tiny
universe or whatever
and His complete one -
that's the feeling that i get
looking at you now.

the tight and velvet embrace
erupting from a
distant relative's flapping
fat arms. and kisses
from her avon lipstick lips.
her powder perfume
flooding each nasal corner.
finally her eyes
just like all the other eyes

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