| What I smelled wasn't skin
and hair but only... 625 |
[Mar. 4th, 2010|03:28 am] |
What I smelled wasn't skin
and hair but only salt water
Pallid arms reached for meMembranes of sand
smoked off them in the windThe moon shone
through themI held up the flashlightAnd its barrel was plastic rather than
stainless steel
"You might want a look at this before you go
giving away kisses, though," I said"It came from
the glove compartment of Jack Cantori's carThe
one with Perse inside is locked in Elizabeth's
safe
The thing froze, and when it did, the wind off the
Gulf tore away the last semblance of humanityIn
that moment I was confronting nothing but a
whirling sand-devilI took no chances, however |
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