Uncomfortable

Singe into found desire a end.
Slips I, very red a child chapped sweet face.

What is different?

Taste of dilution, the many faces of complementation, discourage me to an inclination.

New

Abstrusely I wash my body.
In order to reach closely the under prints of my scorn, scrolling

She evades him in the throng outside; she eludes quality.
A movement so tiny, he notices her.
Submerged, watery, “reveal need” she said in excess
This is what he knew of her; as lonely.

stagnation
never a help for me to measure you
from the surface

Though, I walk

I never need you.

5-24-06

upon soft silky heads ceased X

a day...

Play jars, stutter-rhythm, worn dancing, noon-day, a chortle.

5-23-06

Remit dread..."Mary May I"