Wednesday, March 10, 2004

the sunset was tragically feminine tonight.

in a pouty, purple pastel
clouds pregnant with precipitation
pouring out dreams
and hiding the starz
graciously asking your permission
to steal away
even more

"it's a girl" pink
and wide-eyed blue
streaks of washed out white sky
and traffic light
red yellow green goodbyes

bloated baseline eyes
fingers cover me like blooms in springtime

hidden like g-sting pantylines
lips that kiss... lies. lies. lies.

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