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Monday, August 6, 2012

Tom (a Whitney poem)

Tom




Lyrical;
tattoed beauty
beer scented.
No one knows
inside I feel--
lust in my veins,
smoke aura, haloed lights, my heart.



Nervousness
within her grows,
stumbling words;
retreat inside--
shallowness;
sadness ensues,
realizing I have no chance.

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