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By Misti Date: 2005 Oct 04 Comment on this Work [[2005.10.04.15.47.5146]] |
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woke up horny this morning took out the trash with my tits bouncing in my blue tie dyed shirt feeling ripe and ready like any young maiden breezing through the spring of her life but the truth is I'm somewhere between maiden and crone I've slept through the spring burned to a crisp through the summer and now I'm scattered like the leaves this fall wanting it all when half of all is not feasible there are novels and short stories and poems always more poems to write there is a self to protect and perfect mistakes to correct and make beautiful, somehow there is a mountain a horrible jagged mountain beautiful in the morning light I may never ascend still that dreaded ticking tick tock tricking me in a couple of years it will be too late will I procreate with blinders on or just fuck for fuck's sake take another route to immortality all the world needs a mommy after all there are lots of banged up knees to kiss and not all of them look like mine. |