1.26.2005

11:48 - 11:50 (Draft #2)

Why is that girl looking at me?
Does she know that my heart broke and

watches with obscene inquiries

poking my leg with a stick
to see which quagulated leg will twitch
and what stopmotion my hand will lift
the cigarette to my cavernous mouth

thrusting her presumptious eyelashes
deep down my throat to watch

my misnomer tickless or
shudder to palpitate
immobile and oblique
ocher and violet

watching which battered elbows bend
right or obtuse and how my dogeared
feet can shamble the body
broken by the girl she was


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