mirrored reflection
reads five o' clock
tick-tick my lover/tick-tick my lover
stand up appraising
the pink of the lip
and floss-
as it pulls through the teeth
that's five A.M. morning
another one's lost
and how many hours/and sunshining haze
of tomorrow
are already gone?
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
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