Oh, did you smell like fireworks
standing there with my breath on your neck?
Watching desperate moth maneuvers at the screen door
Oh, did you see those hippies
bare feet hitting hard on the floor?
Wanting to be them, to have another body to put drugs into
Fuck, did you sweat out of all your clothes
and lay naked on your bed waiting for something to get you?
Paying close attention to your saliva as it crashed against the roof of your mouth
Didn't I see you looking tall and nervous
and gorgeous and perfect and laughing and --
Nevermind, that wasn't you I don't know
Monday, July 7, 2008
Again, Sweat
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