I.
Small. Flat. Round.
In the palm of his hand.
I want to be.
Beautiful, luminescent.
Eternal.His.
I want to be.
Salty, wet, cheap.
I roll down your cheek.
I disappear.
Everyday.
I am yours to keep.
II.
I am in love with two men.
I hold on to one
while the other
berates me.
I hold on to the other
when one forsakes me.
One lives in my dreams
the other; my reality
I lie strangled
between two men.
Burnt in the heat
of opposing forces.
My heart is no more
than a whim of two men.
10 October 2009
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