Monday, June 25, 2012

My Girls Are All Trainee Barbers

With All The Connotations
Of A Straight Razor
Her Clusterfuck Of Words
Failing As A Chaser
And The Other Failing As
My Chalk Tracer


But Wax Can Now Pour
From Open Wounds


So You Can Pick Me Clean
Off The Blue Carpet
But The Girls Waited While
I Lost My Heft
Instead Kissing My Cheek
Until I Up And Left


CK

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