Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Poem for Today


Melting quick, like chocolate in summer,
Smeared on hands, enrobed in sweat,

Sticky, sweet and salty,
It becomes like glue, cloying me.

Blending into a nothing shape,
I feel the life go out of me,

A dissolving sticky mass,
The taste is still there, but it is blurred.

Everything I have for you stains my hands and clothes,
My mind is discolored, permanently tinted,

It can't be rubbed off,
It's not so sweet when I taste my fingers.

July 2011

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