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Fleeting Fantasy (Free verse) by Sawa
Unraveled resistance
And disappearing clothes
Skin kneaded with warm hands
Thighs beneath fingers shaped
Into melting handfuls of flesh
Arms bound in tight embrace
Worldly taste of your ruby lips
Promises mended with begging gasps
Knife from my back extracted and
Trembling with the power of action
I use your slick stomach as a sheath
Burying finality where it belongs
You've come back to me
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Arithmetic Mean: 5.6
Weighted score: 5.0715218
Overall Rank: 6542
Posted: March 22, 2003 11:36 PM PST; Last modified: March 23, 2003 11:37 PM PST
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it's bitter withour being brutal; it uses a cliche here and there, but upends them.
but, somehow, i wanted you to act. you're still a victim, in this piece. stab, or walk, or something!
returning is no panacea: the poem, it dies.