2010
06.29
06.29
Tired of
watching her bend.
She
her
bending over
Long legs
Garter belt sagging slightly
Throb throb/ red /blood/ time
Silence crashed into the walls
Ecstasy
of the will
Time for assassination/
He crept behind her as she bent over and took her
She.
cried
with pleasure…Time.
Time
Time
Homemovies.
Walking back and forth
Depart
Needle her.
eyes are
his
dust shadows light
New poem up by Peter Marra ; http://amphibi.us/all/homemovies/