A-m (umopapisdn) wrote,

Two poems from napkin scraps... clip n' save them here. Not sure if they're already here, but a quick browse didn't locate them. So I will chuck the paper and hope my LJ never crashes... oh the things I'd lose forever. :)

somewhere between sleep and dream but
not yet as far as sticky wet
spunk stained sheets
he called her name
the record needle stuck in a groove
angel angel angel angel angel angel angel
rain on a rooftop rhythmn
galoshes mucking through the heartache
weilding umbrella swords
fighting deeper into the storm of his desire

pound by pound
my body
growing on without me
in glass or photograph
another returns my gaze
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