Dirty Little Secret
By TropicalSnowstorm
Screaming brick of cream
filled joy, crack my temple
so I can lick my lips and love it
as the filling rolls down.
Does this flavour have a name?
Does this place have a flavour?
Probably not one you could
order in the finer places, but
a nice familiar feel to it anyway.
Hovering in the night before
me, it makes me want a taste just
so I can say I did, although I
already know it will be a let down.
Desperate quest to leave an
impact despite evidence nothing
lasts, only crumbling castles
and forgotten graves contradict.
Why do we smile over babies?
Why do babies smile up at us?
Joy overflows, next generation
glimpsed, if not really seen, through
a face that will one day forget us.
Dirty little secret no one will
whisper even for a dollar, even at
that age, "Don't get too comfortable,
I think you're standing in my place."
-- Steve McKennon
October 10, 2003
Comments on "Dirty Little Secret"
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A former member wrote:
GReat is the best thing to say
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On Friday, October 24, 2003, Cinn
(152) wrote:
Hmm makes ya wonder, well makes me wonder anyways. It's good.
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On Thursday, October 23, 2003, Ophelia
(221) wrote:
I have found my self rereading this absorbing what it says, but each time the words"Don't get too comfortable,I think you're standing in my place." make me forget the rest they seem prophetic, , , , ,O.
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A former member wrote:
Hmm your writes are always anticipated eagerly. This interogates the cycle of life wonderfully, awsome job. ~Urban Shipwreck~
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On Thursday, October 23, 2003, manywalks
(750) wrote:
'Desperate to leave an impact', let someone know one was here, make them know. You etched this one out with perfection and grace. ~ mw