Thin Paper Harlequin
Paper cut dance, skin deep dancefloor
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Friday, November 26, 2010
Snow
Uncomfortable silences litter the landscape,
Lie in every place we've ever been -
translucent
thin
naked
bodies tinged with blue in the fresh snow
I crushed one of them,
its vast volume caved,
hollow and dry between my teeth.
Eventually, so did we.
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