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by sasha

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-11-03 16:01:00

Parent message is 316471
i remind you
that the lightswitch
reflects us–
dirt covered,
our fingerprints mingling
along the worn, ivory plastic.

pull me one ways,
sideways, backwards
we’ll fall in muddled heaps
in the mess of your floor.

we are wrinkles of plastic,
crackling in the fire.
rise up, rise up,
and fall asleep.