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Screws (Other) by helenwales

Dark and unending, Pressing into me your ice cold, Deeper than my own want, Deeper than logic, Opened now the skies above me dance and shiver, Lath and plaster against the tide.

hammer 23-Sep-04/5:35 AM
Being preceded by lines all ending in commas the line break 'the skies above/ me dance' gives me a headache.

The poem has nice sounds. Not sure what 'pressing into me your ice cold' is all about. Perhaps something to do with the morrissey song 'Phallus in a freezer'.




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