for the rocks

Posted in poems by eyeballquip on March 23, 2010

one two three ochre bearing
harvest cats mewl melodiously
all your secrets to me
but i am too busy taking apart this eiffel tower
to understand their exotic accents

i leave them sardines and opium
they leave me little boxes
full of honey

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for the rocks

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