Skin on film

Skin on film

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

Rampant.

 

My emotions,

fears,

obscenities are blissfull in their indulgence.

They run rampant for you.

 

Skin on film.

Flash.

Crash and burn.

See-through walls  constructed by your hand.

 

Breathe in through nose.

One, two, three times if I am lucky

Pursuit never ending

as the moon circles the earth.

 

 

 

© 2010 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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Added on October 7, 2010
Last Updated on November 27, 2010

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Sarah McKeever Hitt
Sarah McKeever Hitt

Chicago, IL



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