a chapped abyss of innocent words
Saturday, July 25, 2009
the conversation
fifty naked me's reflected back
in my eyes as i shampoo.
the coil ring snake
laughs at me and says
"my skin matches the metal
in your face"
and i reply
"sir, i pretend to feel
things when i don't and
pretend not to feel things
when i do"
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