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Senior Year College His hand gently
Brushing back amber strands
Azure eyes know intimate stares
Touched whispers
That make eyelids float
And the corners of lips to arc
Skyward; deep breath, release
Mesmorized drapes of orchid
Passionate pedals for sheets
Eternals; Completes
Terminal Adultery and sick deception
A handgun to a child's head
A child heads for a handgun
Rape.
I want you to fuck me
fuck
FUCK
Fingerprints burnt like branding
On a throat
On a rope
On the last note
He ever wrote
and then...
Aqua laps melt into sweet breeze
That frees
That freeze the warmth in place
Beacons that guide, forgiving
Holding mother's hand
Fresh cut grass, even in height
Even in flight
Arms spread wide in stacks of leaves
Leave and stay as you wish
A fresh water tank for well bred fish
Open your eyes, hurry
See the fog that has cut you off
From the recognizable
And the reconsilable
2 AM...no phone call
Clock ticks ineviatably
Bringing what? You don't have a clue
As it heaves and breathes and drools
Drops of unclean
Inches behind your neck
Frozen in place
A petrified fall from grace
Now...
Where was I?
