Saturday, May 30, 2009

sex and homelessness.

the sweat riddled down her chin
into her ankles
she was unable to shut out the two men speaking
behind her on the bus.
two ears, mindless thoughts
about sex and homelessness.
her weak wrists
turning into

lying on his bed for the night
he unbuttoned his shirt
and let him sink into him.
callous and violent, he grasped
his arms and screamed for him
(some color)
"i'm no good at this", he said
in between breaths.

i would walk
for too many blocks
with stranger's screams in my eyes
my head
all the while
thinking of her.

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