mid nights
damp twisted sheets, knotted muscles
fingers and thumbs
grasp at naked thighs
leave bruises
opened eyes
opened blinds
OPEN LEGS
moonlight casts shadowed bars
sliced across cracked white plaster
they stripe my shame.
stronger than iron
they hold me prisoner.
Monday, November 07, 2005
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