By Marshall R. M. Hann
Submitted by Blessed23
Date: 2016 Oct 18
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In A Box

Let's see how dirty I can get you.

I want to feel you
near me.
I want to feel you

But you ain't got it,
it seems that you're inconclusiveness
manifested in flesh and

Snare drum
give us a sound in the deep, dark blue of
Her future eyes
(Not you,
I think)

So why is it
that I stay?

[I think it feels better
biting down.]