Kitchen
She's got a problem with that new haircut of hisLike someone took a pair of scissors to it, late at night,
in some twisted fit of fantasy
As he sat, waiting, in
some Other woman's
dining room chair only to find, eventually,
the job left unfinished.
Poetry by Alex
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Written on 2009-01-28 at 04:03




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