Jenny Foisy

Impure - Poem by Jenny Foisy

Impure thoughts race through my mind
I’d like to put my mouth where my words are
Touch you
Feel you
Feel something
Because feeling nothing is killing me
I need impurity
Need actions
Need to be felt
Before I fade
Before we fade

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 9, 2010

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