Sunday, May 1, 2011

34 Weeks Pregnant So Horny



I
amputated the desire (to attempt)
scattered pieces You left
in distant places
And though I try hard to look
not get push my body to either side.


VOS, you're words ...
-of all types
tiny and dull, ironic and bleeding, happy and excited ...


SOS words.


Of those that take you away, flying in a dream and unreality of those who get tired and you crawl, and take the win.

You're LYING ... a sweet and cruel white lie ...

bla bla bla



these,
your words that raise ... and so selfishly when they get tired:
kill me.


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Roxana

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