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May 24, 2008
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Tough As Nails
Barb's dad said I was as
"tough as nails".
How droll! How ironic!
I should laugh, instead
I cough up a whole pack
of Niz's beedies
from my lungs or
between my legs..
don't know which
don't much care
clear the air...
perhaps, upon reflection,
I am shedding my "soft woman's skin",
once burnished with Buddha's gold,
it had to happen.
I no longer suffer fools
under any mystical ignorance tree..
Rainbow-serpent-skinned
ecstasy binds me
with nothing to affirm
and nothing more to deny.
— Kailashana, May 24, 2008
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RSScheerer
18 years 1 month ago
Tough As Nails
Kailashana
18 years 1 month ago
Well, there ya go… the
RSScheerer
18 years 1 month ago
Fair enough, Anna
Kailashana
18 years 1 month ago
Thank you for this exercise
RSScheerer
18 years 1 month ago
Don't think of it as criticism
Kailashana
18 years 1 month ago
Likewise… This really is a
Orphani
16 years 6 months ago
Why do I want to hold you
Kailashana
16 years 6 months ago
Because. You should.~A
Kailashana
16 years 6 months ago
I quit smoking over 30 years
Kailashana
16 years 6 months ago
dupli
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