Montag, Februar 12, 2007

the one moment

The sling turning your winkie crisp.

She watches you, wearing her licked clean winkle-pickers,

she just tipped over the stool from under your feet with,

Cutting your breath by the tight rope's grasp,

which she nimbly looped around your neck.

Your life to be spurted for her enjoyment.

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