madam winterA Poem by Periac
Loosen those eyes Loosen those thighs Lets hold as such dreamy clouds float astray all moral ideas went stumbling on rickety sticks while wood chips fall madam winter is a –knocking! Her in whorish tattered rags Darkened with oily ink Clanging a rusted lantern filled with tears My soft pinecone Sharp and tasted toxic Let me hold you regardless of my demise © 2009 Periac |
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