in my mouth
and left an imprint
of each tooth
so there would be
no question
who pulled the trigger
i was alone
but i knew
i had somehow
found a lover
an ocean away
we took to crticism
not because we enjoyed
it but that it renewed our
faith that we were being heard
we took the bitterness
in each of our mouths
and traded it tongue for tongue
hers in mine mine in hers
and we spoke french thereafter
(c) jim hill (-1-25-10)
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