Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The Pride

She, badly loved member
of us, housed in a bonus
membrane, crouched in the light.

And she was bound to be frigid,
could not follow a caress,
was deranged by affection,

wandered,
caved when denounced,
hurt by hurt, swallowed the dosage,
tried only when her chance
was up, dissolved
in the bath.

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