Tag: kiss
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Class (Poetry)
Happiness Undressing in the back seat Slip a strap and heart attack StonedWhere it all began Replaced with semantics of class Sleep The death recovered The body buried in a dream Found Within a violent sunrise The ancient rite, silent ritual When you ink the pages of your life -KMO
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Tomb (Poetry)
There’s a tomb near the corner store Sugar, meat, beer, and discount cigarettes The doors yawn in experiments of all shapes and sizes Often dancing with a full bladder Often unaware of the bodies Every corner kisses a point Every point can be a weapon Filled with snacks and chemicals -K.M.O