Thursday, November 03, 2005

in truth she cannot pretend (new poem)

the lier awakes
with knuckles between
her legs,
her mind dwelling
on superheroes...
men
with truth
strapped to their groins
cause it's been so long
since she came up for air

and in the moment of
real knowing
in sleep she cannot pretend...
tears swell and com-bust,
skin reddens, lips calm
after the final explosion
she loves as much as pain
and she knows she cannot stop it

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