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From the Gut

July 18th, 2010

DIRTY SUMMER (version 2 the truth)
Paintin’ my walls
Makin’ the scuffs of summer fade away

With each brush stroke
I inhale the toxic touches
And exhale the clinging pain
Your hands prints
leave smudges of missed intentions
My body print
leaves a police chalk mark
Remnants of your desire
Trapped against the wall
Not wanting you to let go
The kitchen table beckons trouble
But remains unmarked

Paintin’ my walls
Makin’ the scuffs of summer fade away

And now the walls are clean
Hygienic is my body and soul
How we glisten and glow
Yet the Satin White Coat whispers
What lies beneath?

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