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Another poem I wrote in the past.  I realize none of my poems are searchable while they are on facebook.  At least you can search for them here.


Opaque the vague background behind us;
suddenly they’re inconsequential,
Not a drop of preponderance to their eyeful.

Unassuming audiences made blurry like rapid motion pasted on Polaroid
dismissed as easily as ambiance noise to the blackness of pheromones
surrounded yet still demanding reassurances of my company,
you bury your nose against the softness of cashmere, leaking
fervently strands of my midnight dyed hair.

Impetus, almost violent clarity shining light on our indifference
of this public display of seduction.
Singles gasp with indignant disdain, their dismay at our ludicrous display
dubbed ignorance.
Demanding sympathy in chastise, provoking
our movement towards private down sheets;
welding curtains protective for their short lived shielding.

Let it be witnessed my blushed red bosom from wanted constrictive embraces,
my lashes curled naturally, pressed against the pores of your crow lines.
Let it be admissible each bruise caused by our unabashed emotion,
Locked tight our lips, promoting these shocks coursing through each party
as visibly explosive as land mines.

And when ideals escape while the smog seeps in,
the harsh weather reminding
us to be instantly obliging to their societal stories,
to search hastily for our forgotten mores,
…let us not find them

CATEGORY: Poetry, Uncategorized

Kim Dang

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