Saturday, April 16, 2011

the decor is almost comically bad

Yup, another poem. I think it's getting weird too. But I misheard some song lyrics in the car on the drive home tonight, and this came out.

title: kissing is weird

when every pressure point
engages close to your lips
from your toe tips
lifting your heels
off the tile and your
abductor hallucis stretches
medially along the border
of the soul as those
flexors wax and wane
you think we shouldn't
but we do
and we can't
but we do
and we don't
but we do
we do
we do
we do
we do
we do

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