result in injury

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by Silent_concubine, May 31, 2004.

  1. Plush…
    In the coils of refinement
    I plant a kiss
    In the hollow of your sacred world
    Place my hands
    In the curls of all you hide
    And I sing in unison
    With the screaming
    Taking place inside you
    Sticking to your morals
    Like tattered tape
    Ready to give way
    An unread issue
    Ready to burst with guilty pleasure
    You shine like the mica
    That crumbles beneath my feet
    When I walk across the night
    And fall in love with the splinters
    That collect under my dirty skin
     
  2. VanAstral

    VanAstral Member

    aye, results in injury indeed...
    i choose to avoid it altogether, and I've never been happier.
    nice work!
     

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