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and she dances on the sand.

by suicidallyanonymous

She scrapes bare
the ugly artists, exposing
tunnels of velvet veins.
Stripping meaning from
whimsical things
to breathe new scars
and give disease an acronym.

She is a storybook cracked,
split open like 2pm beers and
orgasmic decadence.

A woman with granite hands
and steel molars,
tightening her barbs

[I am extraordinarily
penniless,
killed in public]

to asphyxiate my poetry.

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Posted on August 25, 2013 at 11:57 PM in Poetry, SuAn   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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One Comment to “and she dances on the sand.”

    
  1. edr33
    September 20, 2013 at 6:06 PM

    “She is a storybook cracked.” is just plain brilliance!!! I am so captivated and pleased with this poet. BRAVO and CHEERS!!!

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