Sunday, November 8, 2009

Not Sullen




Not Scared. Not Saved.
Not Escaping. Not Succumbing.

A Little Sexy.
A Little Learned.

Getting Closer.

Moving.

Avocado Smooth.

Cold As Your Camera Lens.

But Getting Closer.

Truncate Me.

Call Me Morning.

Touch My Failures and Feel Your Face In My Tides.

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