Monday, April 4, 2011

white rabbit by the docks.

it was the first time
i'd ever seen
the tail end
of the city
hidden
where the lights
don't reach
or help
make clear the road
as we trudged
without destination
our interest only
in how far
our dares
would take us
where can i
place my hands?
yes,
you can taste me--
take me
into your mouth
and
spit me out.

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