of Anthia Butler
what does it taste like
what must it be like to be her
it seems so delicious, so enjoyable
unhappy, in pain,
I envy the state she’s in, the life in her,
so without bruises, so new
my life’s like my knees, so many falls
though life’s a circus
it seems she’s always had nets
or is she a swimmer, a dolphin
it seems she’s glided all the way
from birth to this day
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
4:14 p.m. 11/09/07
1 Comments:
this is classic...very classy too
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