Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Can you keep up with my fingers?
It's a daring race
It tickles the senses
but mostly the taste

Can you intertwine our appendages?
Number 1 through number 10
My pulse reaches the tips
as my spine breaks and bends

Can you feel me bleeding?
I've been cut open deep
but only enough
for those inside to see


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