sleepyskin's Diaryland Diary

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the colour of flesh

yes, the guilt is welling up and
yes, I feel ashamed
but still when I think about his hands
his hands, his fingers
his mouth I get
a little unsteady and
my gut tells me
"this isn't so, this is not the way
things should be."
I hold no false hope
no expectations or revelations of what
may or may not happen next
greedily I hope it involves
more parking lots, more trees
more do you want to meet somewhere?
because I am young and selfish
and full of self hatred the colour or flesh.

3:27 PM - July 10, 2002 (#2)

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