Sunday, July 18, 2010

A Man's Body

I don't know.
I could hang that up on my wall
if I found it as a poster.
It has such an unusual character
for a man's body.
Something I so rarely see
reflected anywhere except the mirror.
Your picture.

There is a freedom in knowing
you're not alone
no one can copy down an image
they've never seen.
But, you tried.
The only thing the truth
ever taught me
is that it hurts.

I don't know.
How can I hang up on a wall
what I want to lay next to me?
If I found you in a bed
I'd love you
in your man's body.
This is all wrong
I've said it in the wrong tone.
I'm just singing to
your picture.

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