the Workings
Thursday, September 8, 2011
just right.
dry on my left.
and red on my right.
it's exactly what they said it wouldn't be.
you're just like a favorite pair of pants.
you seem to fit in all the right places.
snug around the middle.
i'll never take you off.
heat wayVe
sleepy sensations
send me to cactus plantations.
the heat drying out my lips.
an agave plant tripling in size.
maybe it's the drugs,
or the sun,
or the fact i'm dreaming.
what drugs ?
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