Sometimes You’ve Got A Smile Like A Scar


sometimes you’ve got a smile like a scar

that’s how all my well-rehearsed isometrics of cool

eat shit_




a hint of death

in your warm, placid limbs

your womb

of sweet bee eggs

_ can you excuse my lack of awareness?



and those backbones

such trouble and loss

they have suffered


still accept


as lover

so silently

so compassionately


June 8, 2011 10:46 pm

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