He caught some bird of black
Who wants under my fear,
to relate to me how a dirty canvas comes,
a chameleon who guts earth.
Then say why marrying has trouble
Pathetic Parasite!
Envy, eying music,
Humidity gives your notorious skirt,
a share in our pride-hearted system.
Your passion in sleep,
for watching, captures surfaces.
What howl did serve my young face?
to always need a slimy, curvy and emotional snake.
January 7, 2008, with Tiana Hunter, 17, 18, 19
notes on this poem
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