we thought we'd invented 69
he was white and i was black
one of us hated, the other loved
we were in bed
i good, he so bad
him cunning me linguistics
Each of us say over and out
bleach and trade underwear
as in passing fire buckets, tandem
to achieve a common goal: heroism
but turned in opposite directions
stomped along streets out of step
late and later to finish eating/ exit car
once i read while he wrote a letter
fair is everything not real
fortune arrives if you look away
i stretched, he hung from a bar
rosebud, green pine cone
dozens of eggs spinning
his knees wrapped in my elbows
Reptily
Monday, November 19, 2012
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