Common Experience Poem by Sandra Dodd

Common Experience



wet salty stream
flowing freely
downward

deep forced
entry of
vibrating breathes

shuddering quivering
utterance ascending
over and over

passages closing
entry turning red
cant smell the roses

wet cotton,
moist Irish linen
clinched tightly

brawniness depleted
overwhelming need
of unconsciousness

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Sandra Dodd

Sandra Dodd

Los Angeles, CA
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