Thursday 5 January 2012

day five.

moving forward with your butt
softly gliding over, and hitting
the rice pudding underneath it.
a water bed, full of little lumps;
feels like
vertical rocking to the baby
inside you.
your eyes close quickly,
if not occupied, lids synchronized with
the rice pudding ride.
one hour and a couple ticks
of relaxation.

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