Thursday, September 10, 2009

next to this

lies my pain
next to me

lays there
next to this

of me
of you
of this
of us

because they smell
of opium
us
we smell of
unshaved legs
of makers

we smell of
human sweat
animal

we smell of skin
umbilical necklaces
shoe laces
traces

of life

my pain knows
i need it
only when
im happy
only when
i need it

it knows
my pain

precise precision
little pain

nothing

chaos
chaos little
chaos more
chaos please

pain
pain runs
my smell of
umbilical rust

of me
of you
of this
of us

animal fat
lubricant
fingers -

finger lips
bite this

animal
animal fat

my fat
you

i smell of
pain

nothing

traces
nothing but less
no more

nothing

smells of us

of pseudos
of something
close to life


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