She Was Hairy

May 1, 2008
By Trevor Mateer, Berwyn, PA

She was hairy, but something else beckoned
Her body shaped pear
I saw a river in her
Changing and breaking dead
The bed preceded cynical
And my eye followed
Not an angel, not a devil
Only a soul singing


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