Friday, July 24, 2015

Property

there is no grain of sand
in my eyes, but there are
grains all over me from
sweating and rolling on the
ground to remove the stink
of your body from mine
and while the need to run
is great in me, I knows
how far I will get and what
will happen upon my return,
and finally realize all I can do
is clean myself up and prepare
for your next assault on me.

3Oct14

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