Interrupt Me Inter Rupt Me Interr Up T Me Inte Rru Pt M E
Category: poetry
.addict
Down in the subway station I saw an addict Begging for money With a dirty paper cup All out of luck His nose was runny He almost slipped And blamed gravitation She applied foundation Suddenly she panicked Yes he smells funny Eyes met stuck She whispered "oh fuck..." "How are you honey" End of script … Continue reading .addict
Please hold the line
Click Hello Your voice Penetrating The void My universe Cracking up Too familiar a feeling Please Hold the line Goodbye Click
The shape of your knee
The shape of your knee The taste of your tea The way it feels to pull you By the hips To kiss you On the lips To kiss your eyelids One by one To kiss your forehead To get your pants undone To stop Because I can’t stop looking at your face To think when … Continue reading The shape of your knee
