Saturday, November 25, 2006

The Body

I am a cell
Trying to force my way through any entryway I can
To your heart
Your core
Trying to get past the shallow decencies
Of your finger tips
The base of your spine
The taste of your mouth
Pulsating through your life lines
The body was always just a metaphor

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