Intermission

Intermission

A Poem by Tenten
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rock concerts

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Her name is this brick

Break black paint nails

Scratch palms   first layer of skin

Head back    point up   search stars

Find alley street lamp,    shhh someone

Possibility a reasonable person might hear     us

Her, her lips to thigh     raised    bent

Placed shoulder, one kiss feel

 

Back fringe occupants        those smiles

Knows way hands adjust jeans    t-shirt edge

She wears answering lips,    our hands

Separate    into concert crowd,

Find way    hard light mosh pit, a fist   a hand

On my a*s grasp too hard, too big     unfamiliar

Step away hit harder               she isn’t in sight

Offering her name     I like this. 

 

. 7:56PM Tue 04/13/10 (Written, Frank)


© 2010 Tenten



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