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Fantasy of a midlife crisis
ROTAXJOHON

braids of nylon, soft brush of breath,
 1
and a fistful of hair
 2
she is my captive, though it is I who does her bidding
 3
nibbling my way to Nirvana
 4
where all is lost
 5
and sublime
 6
 
 
I pander to her instead of watching the infomercials
 7
telling me how to grow lost hair, have 4 hour erections
 8
and ignore all the side effects
 9
of missed opportunities
 10
and poor financial planning
 11
 
 
intimate patterns on skin….drawn with bad intent
 12
in a good way
 13
wet, hard, slow, soft…
 14
breath in
 15
and savor the moment that hangs in the air
 16
like a home-cooked meal
 17
 
 
tie me up, tie me down
 18
on the road to Shambala
 19
reassure me that you have all the movie channels
 20
in case things don’t work out
 21
and we’re only left
 22
with ourselves
 23

17 Feb 07

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I enjoyed this.  L1's punctuation seems a bit out of place, but other than that, it had excellent rhythm.
 — wanderlusted

Really great stuff. could do with a little tidying up but it takes you right there.

Larry old life crises Lark
 — larrylark

tidied up a bit....  thanks for the comments
 — ROTAXJOHON

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