ouija
~
letters
then words
appear on my cintiq
you're in the room
the hair
on the back of my neck stands up
a finger
traces my spine
letters
then words
appear on my cintiq
in a language i don't understand
~
i feel your presence
you've got me
i'm yours
you needn't spell it out
~
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2015-09-22 at 05:34
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