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[bobthesexpot]

Somewhere in a deep dark corner of the back of my mind, I think Laura may have changed into the kind of woman I'd be interested in being with again.

Come on! thats just ridiculous. All the bad habits are still there I'm sure, possibly even worst of all the cruelty.

A flaming duck is not a hat.

I am convinced that I got over the whole thing a while ago, soon after Kathleen. I even learned to forgive Laura. But. There was a person there, one that I truely did love, and she went into hiding. Perhaps she has now been again exposed. Interesting.

I would kiss again (and caress)
the careless stitch of party dress
revealing text, the (freudian) slip
written on body, painted with lip

Shyly the braille, embolded on skin,
ink in your heart, n(with)o lon(in)ger
questions will sit, while poetry lies
you're caustic and sharp (but burning with)
("why, why, why, why, why")

of the world now, compounded with wit
spread over pages you're looking for it
redefine yourself, sacrament and sin
lay bare (to the world), and let all of it in

pour toi. from a land away and time away. in another lifetime I suppose.