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Posted: Fri Feb 9th, 2007 04:10 pm |
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timmy
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it’s your life now, hold it close— like an infinite number your life extends like moon rays, like strands of music listened to and remembered— you were given life & visitors came: sisters, neighbors, teachers, men in books— they all watched you grow, gave you advice concerning geometry, red licorice & white panty love your hand now rests on his shoulder, young thoughts of coffee & theme paper dance in your head, your red dress somewhere between black & white— it doesn’t matter what you wear the only moment that matters is now: you are heir to your womanhood, spill yourself onto the floor, move your feet to his rhythm, celebrate for the rest of your life
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