January 04, 2004

late the other night

...i close my eyes and see a heart shaped sticker stuck to a wall above the dance-floor. i continue to move- in my mind-on this bed. the caramel colour of it: sweet or sick i wonder... over and over and over until he bites my neck.
Posted by Sheena at January 4, 2004 10:05 PM
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This poem twists and turns every time I see it, but it gets better and better with every iteration!

Posted by: james at January 5, 2004 09:54 PM
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