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burning incense by the bedside languidly laying underneath the heavy red blanketburning incense by the bedside by ~redtrain66
the smoothness of my bare legs feel every fiber
smooth skin extending from my toes upward to my thighs
two legs parting, two hands feeling
eyes closed, smoke wafting like mermaid hair in the tide
to caress my senses
fingers dip in my little pool and trace ribbons over my hip bone,
over the cleft in the center of my belly
over mounds of breast
sinew of neck throbbing as my right hand returns down
my heart beats in anticipation of my special touch
the same as the day before, the same as tomorrow\'s
my legs entangle with the red blanket
i dance, a heliotropic motion
spinning
floa
inside the dark bag Can I?inside the dark bag by ~redtrain66
Can I find the trick in the bag?
The last drop in the can?
Will I kick the bucket or fall flat on my back in a feeble attempt?
Will I find that glimmer of sex in your eye and polish it, make it shine?
Like antelope's horns,
proud atop their graceful head.
Like a trophy on your mantle.
We will watch and see.
Looking for the truths I want to find,
gleaming over what I don't want,
into the bag past pebbles and stones
Past shame and deceit into pride and
Hope-
to rise like a climaxing storm or descending jingoism.
Deep into the abyss of light colored eyes
Or stench of shit or swirl of spit
burrowing into my breast
Distractions My thoughts strayed to her, to him, here, thereDistractions by ~redtrain66
As I was touching her.
Revisiting the streets of the big accident
A crowd around a street magician
Glass glittering,
Broken, on the pavement
Cars like accordions
Wrinkled like paper.
Looking through the cracks in the fence
Between the red sun beaten slats
Into the kitchen window
Walking on the dank dry
Stink of the carpet
Walking through the kitchen
Finding a hollow dog carcass by the stove
Body outlined with dust
Spider-made sheets in the toilet bowl.
Remembering the turtle dashing across the
Expanse of the short green grass.
The bullet lodged in the dog's thigh.
The mois
untitled by ~redtrain66
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