Tidy Up!

{ May 21, 2011 @ 11:02 pm } · { Uncategorized }

 He crosses his legs

He must be alone

or feel so…

 —–

Embracing one’s self

has different styles

 —–

She makes a finger cage

Having nothing

but air as her pet

 —–

“that she” and

“that he” tires me

Tidying the poem

 —–

“They” need me

or

“I” need them.

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