Friday, July 15, 2011

The world before T (Poem)

Slapping stifling smoky storms–
serene slumber suffocates sadness
so?
Sandy shores surprise stubby starfish.
slowly stand, slip, slump.
Soar skyward shiny star!

Stomp sexy Sunday sunflowers,
Secretly sifting seeds – sensual slender slippery skin.
Snakes, stars, sneakily slide, slither, sense… 
seers see sudden silky smiles.
Surely Saturdays she sleeps,
surely she sleeps.

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