Warm enough to be cold,
with accommodations to a heart...
which no longer works.
Your retractable arteries,
coil like snakes...
while I succumb to your venomous injections.
Self-portraits and desireless actions,
make temporary statements...
attractive and permanent.
Unravel your insecurities
...and infect me with your disease.
Sunday, May 6, 2007
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