Ballerina With Fins

Hello David - Poem by Ballerina With Fins

Hello David. You used to read my poems
and say they were terrible; terrible
words and terrible everything, and I
would just laugh, and laugh.

and you
used to read into my skin, like
a poetry book, entracing words of
belonging on my flesh. It tingles,

like an old flame burning, with
the knowing of love. Like ants
on my body. I want to swat them, hard,
but they are too much like
memories, pitiful and alive,

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  • (6/19/2006 9:49:00 AM)

    OK BWF... what is your real name so I can go out and buy the book!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 7, 2010

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