Trickster

A Poem by Tenten

He’ll fall to his knees and beg a prize

But careful eyes men’s kisses prove lies

Open palms to distract

Jaded orbs starved for more

Focusing on point of entry

Aiming stab to giving beat

Pumping life with calloused hands

© 2008 Tenten

Author's Note

Cp. 4:47PM Wed 03/26/08 NM Writing with blind flow, bleed (Written, Genesis)

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Added on March 31, 2008

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Tenten

Alamosa, CO

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I know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..