Thursday, July 30, 2009

On Leaving Denny I (1995)

too much desire
can't go towards it
can't back away
simple as that
the bark of a tree
could make a noise
and it would make me
think of your bite
and your smell in a car
in the parking lot of
a school on vacation
a circular track with me
single runner, what
if someone sees?

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