Notched Knowns

There is the certain amount not known.
Who would want it?
Who would want to peek around
Static mounted corners
Forever?

Crossed longest bones
Smooth certain cheeks
As long valleys are shaded.
Of course all the love is true
He says as she fingers the notches
She must bubble wrap
To prevent his words from easing
To all the easy ears well cornered.

She nicks her imperfections...
Shortens them
To the straight line.
Knows full well her notches.
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Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-03-05 at 06:38

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NicholasG
I'm nor sure if this is naughty or not, but it is enjoyable.
xox
2010-09-22