Lilac Wine :: a warzone towards haiku

July 30, 2010

Venus as a boy

Filed under: Text — Tags: — Lilac @ 7:02 pm

No matter who’s watching, you are dancing for me, says the devil’s switchblade.
Some hours later, white wax falls from my chest like feathers.

In the mirror: I won’t stand a chance, will I?

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