today's tiredness a stick
might proove to be with
as a cane or congruent
is nonenergetic tissue,
so I wouldn't trespass
turning back chemistry in me
into matter rather,
yeah be my fruit
I couldn't move, as an embryo can't
a hand until developed;
I'll hold this in a nap of amniotic blanket
thought and not tap out
but by alarm of aerola,
sleeping is not the signaling
yet really seeing more already
not slowed down by on/off shoulder dresses
quickly checking myself where a child
adds legitimate thrill of style
even threading prenatal value
as who I am is more with what I wear
and carry because other gypsie girls dance
not knowing lactating choreography some,
of no costume but this amazed me
under scarf of smile
moving consciousness of curves always
to preparation of baby mother team meet
warmth or thrown memory
flesh also is financial as love spent
with squash not avoided without stove
vastly soak or own ripening
to bublegum pop of seeds
for good fertility of no flirt
making my nipples appear as palate
of us talking to one another over meal
oh my self consciousness isn't spontaneous
via senualness
unbiased on simulation
Author notes
good luck turns negative; Isaiah 65:11
please comment without emoticons or applause symbol, of scan
though roses/animals are recognizably charming
A contest entry
- Just Follow The Prompt - closes after 15 entries by Touchof1der.
600 points, ended June 19, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
he suddenly nodded for no bony collapse but neither speech past things of me
Comments
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You have certainly created a most fascinating piece here. I enjoyed the read. Mighty and powerful is your pen for I found this to be a well written piece with great emotion. Thank you for sharing it and best wishes in all of your endeavors. Keep that pen handy and ever ready for use dear poet. Good luck in the contest!



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