his beats

Posted December 26th, 2007 by admin

his beats come up thru the caramel wood

floors// his beats slide & slither thru

the cracks in the walls// the sounds fall

over one another like water/ wetness

creeps thru the crotch of flamingo

satin/ soaking thru to jeans buttoned

at the hips/ unfasten me

from being any thing but open

 

В© 2007 tina zaman//N.A.M.A.A.Z productions

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