Monday, August 23, 2010

Open

by Lara Konesky

proximity can't fuck with muse
it only hurts the physical
only hurts a little
don't even tell me where your home is
unless I open my legs
and it's there

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  1. PaulAugust 25, 2010

    Well, my heart is beating fast ... which is to say, this poem got to me.

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