For Sale
I am
but a prostitue of poetry
my stanza sold

to lay naked
upon white sheets
waiting to be devoured

by those
with smoky eyes
and dirty fingers

Comments:
 
frederic   frederic wrote
on 9/18/2009 8:00:45 PM
I wonder, then, if your stuff is dirty. Interesting poem.

Papak
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