Sunday, January 1, 2012

Kinzua ya ya

Her feet swimming in sneakers -- down island bound bleering -

real love, blast through


One note, green coat -- hasn't worn underwear in years -

she's a dancer.







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  1. La Poeta MariposaJanuary 3, 2012 at 6:58 PM

    your poetry is delicious..this is a poem that takes me down the path of the unexpected...colorful, a path that intrigues me.

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