September 11, 2009
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She felt the foreign taste of anticipation
On her neck,
Lips, appendix.

He seemed so calm in the
Sunny side of the shade,
And wanting to make an impression,
She became, but did not desire to become,
His shadow.
The shady side of the sunny side of the shade.
To the neck of her light,
The appendix of her busted up world,
His world and darkless shadow seemed
Worn by the innocence of the without,
Unaffected by the gallant afflictions of reasoning
And of intelligence.
For now, she walked away,
And she felt the luxurious heat of a stasis in her soul.

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Meredith M. said...
Sept. 30, 2009 at 11:18 pm
"She came, but did not desire to become, his shadow".
i really like that line and the poem in general :) very nice!
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