rainy day.

you are the rain incurable

the sudden deplored eye socket

lost bon voyage incision

lengths of liquid exhaustion

savored in a glassy fogged low ball

lips ugly from satisfaction

smacks of cinch and ache

the melting blowtorch augment

light up circus flagrance

those hands blend in rain

careful salty crush of ice blinks

tick tock walk on wet concrete

buried boredom beats the film

pretty puncture of pensive

milky pockets to suffocate

pills of purification sickening

undone in my foreign legs

cut the tree down to the ground

folding companion breached

you are the pour in rain.

(C)2011 Christopher E. Vaughn


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