brownest of

brownest of

A Poem by Ashley H

it lay susceptible now, two times more than the beginning of time
in the same town hall you wrapped yourself around
always and only under the table
and with each loosening
i tighten
ill keep the first in the softest of square inches
in a quarter family village of glass
stuck in the gums of carnal cammels wasting water
will make for the longest of summers

© 2011 Ashley H


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Added on June 7, 2011
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