Hands.

I’m really not sure about this. It was just one of those, ‘Hey, I’ve got an idea and I’m just going to go for it here at two o’clock in the morning.’
Do you hate it? Do you like it? I’m not sure what to think.

Shed perfume in a baby’s
Mouth as it teethes,
Swim and flourish
In theme park bacteria,
Find refuge under latch-hooked wool,
Trusted a twin and
Fumbled for more than a football.
Been around the edges of
Everywhere
Worth printing.
Scraped, scratched, and smacked
To carve or redden
A place in this world.
Have stolentreasuredcoddledsacrificeddismembered.
Cracked and tinted
From self tanner.
Adorned and
Will be taken for granted
Every Tuesday
Til the end of never.

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~ by Jade Elizabeth on July 14, 2011.

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