Suits
Putting away the well worn acerbityShe smiles so many miles wide
Knowing how her perspicuity failed her
Then drained her.
Stretching into the suns rays
She owns her own skeleton...
The bones she knows are old now
Yet strangely still elastic
Not yet plastic...
She likes how her age
Suits her...
Knowing how she might drop
Dead gorgeous.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2009-09-04 at 02:06
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