Saturday, July 14, 2012


Open Your Eyes

Nothing like a woman in bed
With me
Sleeping
Entwined
Warm noise

I am here and there
Always fair
Slow
And old

Play the blues
On an electric tickle board
When she goes

Cry me to sleep
 Retreat
 To the nether world
 Life don’t always rhyme

Free verse uncomfortable
To English majors and minors
But who’s to say
What’s literary?

Feels so good
A woman in bed with me

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