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I'm still not sleeping

Heather Woodward


maybe i will forget you
crumple you up like an old string of papered dolls
throw you in the proverbial secular file
lose you to the reality of leather
the toughness of plastic
the rawness of on my fingers as they
try to push your ghostly figure
from between my psychic eye
i kiss you slowly in a blue-pick up truck
let you kiss my stomach and the feel the
flutter of eyelashes against my belly button
you sit up
i close my eyes breathing in
the preciseness of your smell
cigarette smoke that lingers with patchouli
coconut shampoo
i long for you to pull me up and kiss me again with
that masculine tongue
the puffiness of you lips
the strength of fate, the dizziness

how i have known you longer than this moment
when i touch you i burn with realization
that we have done this before
many times
walking through lanes of purple flowers
groves of oranges on either side
i am lost in premonitions..past remembrances
the magic of the cells colliding together
and how do i lose..
how do i chase down the answer
to the elusive question
let go of the puzzle
live another life to search for clues
sweep the astral plane for iron wrought keys
opening cabinets and treasure chests of 'what ifs'
no..i will just forget you
toss you to the sea in green jeweled bottle
wash you out to sea
and let Neptune have his way with you...



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