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Subject: {ASSM} Unspoken Moment 81006288 {celia batau} (MF poem)
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hi everyone!

yes, this poem has no punctuation. :)

note: copyright 2002 celia batau. you may copy this story for personal use
so long as the author's name and this note are retained. permission to copy,
distribute, or display this work is not given to any website which charges
access to it. permission to copy, distribute, or display this work is given
to "no charge" websites with written consent of author.
If you like this story or have any comments, please email us at
pinataheart@bigplanet.com.

-cb

Unspoken Moment 81006288
celia batau, (C)2002

We open doors with our teeth
Feel the slimy mud river play though our veins
Like salmon
Like inevitable disease
Cold crustaceans
Folding their shells
Like somnambulant serpents
Waiting for the day
Waiting for the hour
the
Inevitable need
Inevitable greed
Pushes us home

Wake up dragons
The milks flowing
Beneath the door
Uncoil in my belly
Beautiful chimera
Welcome them home

Just by chance
Just by choice
However this beautiful budding
Sensitive dream fulfills its desire
In me
This fluttering pulse beneath my belly,
So sweet so deep stirring memories
Of primeval seas
And the sharp kiss of air

How could I not kiss you
Catching our colds
Letting go our reason
Flooding the fields
Building a home between the reeds

Unraveling as it does
In its nature

Unconcerned in whole
To my sweet
Ancient desire
To nurture these unruly gods
And to succumb to my fate
And my faith
In eternity.

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