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another shapeshifter living among the digital masses

every morning at 9 am,

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i wrap my hand around her
skinny denim thigh
preparing myself for what will
come next

today i notice how loud our lungs
heave. our breathing
a pattern of its own,
complete synchronicity

new partners in a familiar dance
we are always in experiment
gliding, sidestepping,
mixing new techniques with old maneuvers

we continue to wrestle
pelvis fighting cotton
spine confronting buckle, body resisting
the assimilation that comes with wearing clothes.

finally we are victorious
i thank her, curious if she sees how poetic
our caregiving
routines can be

Written by cripchick

October 17th, 2009 at 7:26 pm

Posted in writing/poetry

5 Responses to 'every morning at 9 am,'

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  1. You’re writing so much and so well at the moment.XD

    sanabituranima

    18 Oct 09 at 6:05 AM

  2. thank you!!

    cripchick

    18 Oct 09 at 9:34 AM

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  4. You are a phenomenal writer, never stop the scribbling, no matter if its on fast-food napkins or wherever it is. :)

    DaisyDeadhead

    21 Oct 09 at 6:52 AM

  5. thank you daisy. so many voices of doubt it is good to hear encouragement.

    cripchick

    25 Oct 09 at 1:53 PM

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