Ecology

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I need to rub more lotion
     on my will. I crack and split
          in your dry heat,

a withered lake bed laid
     under a pitiless sun.
          There is no lash—just that stare,

your unblinking stare,
     at my open nakedness
          and I can't cover myself.

The small creatures
     of our romance
          have dug themselves

deep into me, seeking
     any trace of mud,
          and there,

at the very core
     of my alkali heart,
          find some tiny moisture

left from the primal flood.
     Their cloven tongues
          greedily suck.

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AmyfriendAmyfriendabout 17 years ago
Very different...

and very interesting. I'm sure that I'll read it again. Well done.

AnonymousAnonymousabout 17 years ago
Ecological nightmare in the making...

Pray for the grand children of humanity

duddle146duddle146about 17 years ago
faded love.

Faint remains ~ of a once great attraction.

LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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Now is this to say that love is harsh?

Get more lotion.

{but not too much!}

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