alaska. (kitschy) wrote in poetmotel,
alaska.
kitschy
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first post.



our hearts are in new york; our limbs lay in california

disconnect your tongue for me; a sickly strawberry patch
from the finger traces of your feelings
whispered words over rain shaped tear drops

touch this moment please, your arms beg at me
they crawl around my muscles like cockroaches
you know, i always let you invade

listen, you say
this sunday morning overture
you & i,
against a window pane
drawing hearts on the glass.
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