if ever a beaten housewife deserved it… »
By Poetry on Feb 9, 2010 in Poetry | 0 Comments
There were so many things said
That could not be processed.
Not by you subconscious mind
Nor any other.
The extent of the partnership
Between the words
And you actual nicety
Was negligible
Compared to the personal relation
Between his maulers
And we kisser.
I couldnt savvy
How such an transcendental number
Joyfulness could be reached.
The offence was unbearble
To the intersection where
I was not quite sure
If it really [...]



















































