Posted by dove on March 22, 2005, at 9:23:47
Sweet agony pitches itself against my skin
paper-thin and crackling under the weight
of life lusterless lived inside out and within
and skidding against the inky sky of slate
exploding offspring with souls quite barren
heads twist and turn while bodies osculate
fear and rejection bent and staring
at the dulled face of love and missed fate.dove
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