Friday, April 16, 2010

fuzzy peach

Fuzzy Peach

slowly fade
into the pale
like a lewd dream
a Hemingway café
cigarettes and coffee
contorted relationships
haunted by the tibia
obstinate limbs
a tired bowl of things
out living the chains
inconsistent arms
the Sun with purple eyes
inspired bleeding lips
half under the curse
her half body of light
shines upon the rooftop
the same dirty knees
as your mother
sobs through the out door
unsure of the heart’s prize
a plastic melted graveyard
where the fuzzy peach met its demise

© Deep Piercing Cut 2009

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