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glassdoll -> poem (5/2/2005 8:31:20 PM)
rail road spikes arched my spine-- the craving in your breath, the slip of your thick thick tounge, spent me wicked in desire. tattoo's cupped your torso, symbols of the past you've lead, drug dealer, felon, ex-rapist-- but oh, i am this classic girl under you, my tradition is to hold a man captive, "topped from the bottom' and emmerse you in that leave it to beaver world, drowning you in a white picket fence and good manners. xoxox ana.

FangsNfeet -> RE: poem (5/3/2005 4:52:49 PM)
This is a nice poem. I can't wait to read the continuations so that I may know how it ends.

glassdoll -> RE: poem (5/3/2005 9:46:55 PM)
it's an enlongated, non-syballic haiku. it just captures a moment in time, that is how it ends.

boredvoyer69 -> RE: poem (5/3/2005 10:27:21 PM)
very interesting, so much could be said about it. but i will just say very good.

theroebabe -> RE: poem (5/4/2005 11:09:15 AM)
Hi Ana, if all the wishes in the world could come as true as this! thanks for sharing.

SirSTRYKER -> RE: poem (5/14/2005 8:51:52 AM)
"rail road spikes arched my spine".... from this first line My attention was peaked. Indeed I've read and enjoyed the poem but tis the first line that invokes more, more, I fail to find the words, but the image of such games being played on a set of train tracks, although that might not have been what you meant, sure entices such thoughts to this One.... Damn, I wish I'd wrote that line. "rail road spikes arched my spine"...marvelous!

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