#203. Rommy (for pete

March 16, 2010

Rommy

wasn’t
built in a day.
Give up the secret
in black hair.

Sky and a good friend
drives ya
down
past
red
lips
tick.

Bones to pick clean.

# 168 Th Woman (more)

February 9, 2010

Th woman
as body
electric thread
hair to bury head thoughts
knees dimpled and flexible
on round legs
desired
breasts soft
enough to sleep
pillowed one larger than the other
eyes are gold tho blue
sometimes green
Behold!
a fine bottom
foundation to blend back
to back and neckline       (child soft
gone to groin to earth
sex lips twist
of lemon
O honey!
caressed to be known neverknown
as body.

***

secret
she fades.
no secret
any more.

the spooky truth

as the specialness
leaks away
going down
into the tunnels
in with the rats
fat in the shade of the rails
we are
standing tall
in the subway car
but eyes slide away
spirits collide
then hide
in the secret knowledge
of our own
spooky truth.

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