It’s our focus on a story
Wear dinner theatre.
Something regional.
Let me cut it
At the waist
Having sex
Being breathless
Then feeling that lacking touch
Fill me
To where I tumble
Down every side
No inns
No outs
Hot metal
With her name then
What I call her today
Same – sometimes
Two
Cut-throat conversations
This
Cut-throat battle of raw attempt
Gone heavenly
A size up
To stiff shots
Where please help yourself
‘til it’s all
Give me
Please
More than enough.
© US!!!!! 2008
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