Friday, April 27, 2007

waking
arm draped across my chest
leg wrapped around my waist
sleeping heavy
skin seeping
reeking
with last nights
booze
and broken memories
and all that
tingling

smiling
before my eyes
are even
opened

2 comments:

Apotheosis said...

I just don’t know about the chunks it’s in, but if you mash it all together, like a good wholesome diner…I really like the way it feels between my fingers.

Lilly said...

you know Aims...it's not very lady-like to play with yer food, but then again i'm not much of a woman myself...I do enjoy a mess though and respect yer reflection upon my words....