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Hip Bones and The New Testament

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The goldfish in my stomach
Are your new bestfriends
You speak to them in whispers
And I hope they eat the skin
Covering all my bones
In a familar overtone you ask
What's your name again?
I open my mouth and instead notes spill out
The eigth note from your mother
And the quarter note from your girlfriend
Let's not forget the triplet I wrote you Tuesday
The awkward silence is your response
But we've learned this lesson
And awkward silences are not for kissing
Your hands brush my tighs
And you go back to your one sided conversation
I was much more enteratained with my
Car toys and dentistry studies anyway
Two hours later I open my eyes
To a strange light outside my door
And your glowing in a way as never before
My eyes fall on your feet
And my hands lay on my knees
Suddenly your grapping my waist line
And your moving all too quickly
My hair gets in your way
So slowly you lift the dead ends of my hair
And whisper into your lips the commands
The fresh pure love on my forehead is left
And with a silence unlike me
I open my eyes to see the lights
And the people all around
Crowded to see what exactly can become
Of someone like you
Without someone like me.





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