Music

Music

A Poem by Tim F*****g McCormack

those songs we made
        remember- playing on each other's body. That was music!

hips and thighs and mouths and mounds-

if only we could sing
        but we've made use of our mouths for other things!

© 2008 Tim F*****g McCormack


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Added on February 14, 2008