brother to fire-eyed dogs
blue smoke smiles
prisoner to almost all
porcelain women — poison me
with a cup of salt water
wake me to air wet with rhythm
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Elusive Trope/Specks and Fragments
Magnetic Poetry Saturday Challenge
Tag: prisoner
salted smiles (20160806)
warm belly,
remember this ferocious desire
for you are a prisoner of
women wet with throbbing
sadness
sacred sex, porcelain hearts, salted smiles
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Words and Feathers 