7:01am

After Shane Koyczan's 6:59am

But your kiss, my dear,
is an ignorant virus
that pollutes itself
to every nerve of my body;
violently entering each cell
like a prison guard.
And when you think

that your travelling lips
are pattering
little pebbles of love
on the shore of our marriage,
they leave nothing but
open wounds,
longing to be nursed
by someone else.

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A response to Shane Koyczan's "6:59am": http://www.houseofparlance.com/VisitingHours/659.html

21.05.11