“Sweaty Bodies”A Poem by stephen dillonwheeze out for air full nelson
Bodies fly by, top rope breathless, lungs wheeze out for air full nelsoned by two king cobras nesting in majestic nirvana knowing that once all things are said and done we are all going dancing around your grave like a dead/decaying display of decadence when the seven brown skinned men pick back up their flutes calm all snakes shall become even though for that harmonious second I felt like we’d caught a fast one maybe the last one contemporary academics can postulate if anyone ever again will have one
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4 Reviews Added on February 26, 2013 Last Updated on February 26, 2013 Authorstephen dillonsavannah, GAAboutsavannah GA local poet and muscian trying new things if you wish to cantact me my phone number is 912-352-8110 so call with any offers please infamous_harrel@yahoo.com more.. |

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