Thursday, May 7, 2009

Estrategia

A contradiction travels up the road in his hands,
forgotten pathways
big enough for ants and ladybugs.

His hands of love
murder
showers
and masturbation
now hold her.

Vibrant
lovely

A contradiction sleeps on his tongue
awaiting release
he's awake.

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