An entire thought lost. Then a fork. Now two poems?
"Her nipple once rose inside my mouth/like how plums commit to a child’s pull,"
"And our kingdom too must be retold/until it’s doomed into myth,"
And here's the dope. One click this time.
*New Poem It's a draft.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Take it back y'all, One hop this time, One hop this time
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got heat, flavah, texcha, speed,
and panic
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