tucked in with jasmine
or soaked in ice
no wizards will save them
they'll never be perfect
half of us have them
and they'll never be perfect
Showing posts with label poem 38. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem 38. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
3 Teeth and Laughing
The single man who
knows and cares
about babies because
he's known them all his life -
they're not foreign species, no
not crime shriek aliens
reaching out from
stranger's arms.
knows and cares
about babies because
he's known them all his life -
they're not foreign species, no
not crime shriek aliens
reaching out from
stranger's arms.
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