11 March 2006

8 mos.

analyze th saliva of the person you are kissing
is it good and
different enough,
is there any direct use
for lips after.
living life at such an artificial pace
so many scents
trick
brain bumbles in
an out messages.
pulp pregnancies develop th brain under
stress damage, un
born mothers
to unwed fathers.
under st.valentine, random blur of
first dates - end up be
coming in
one.
                                                               relationship
islands love children
graphy
self-help see section six
nine there is
something in yr mouth
my dear call it
bond
ing
age.

Comments:
another hit, hardy. well played.
 
this poem is so beautiful, hardy.

i don't know how you do it. you never cease to amaze me. your poems make me a little crazy on the inside and warm and i read them all ten times and each time it is the same, beautiful poem but different and new.

i don't even know how to tell you how much i enjoy what you write.
 
thanx.. that alone is enough to make me want to write at least one more.
 
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