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### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # ####### ####### ####### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## # ## #### ## ## #### # # ####### ## ## #### ## ## ## ## ##### ## ## ## ## # ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ####### ####### ####### [ Stained Hands ] [ By Joseph ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ STAINED HANDS poetry by Joseph Stained hands that I can't wash enough Peeing in the wrong direction Most of the time I close my door And shut off the lights Trying to make the most of it A scent of my mother stays behind Arguing with me I don't care Could not care less, to be honest If I were to look out the window A couple of inches to the left of me Grey and red A man is walking his dog Alone I guess I can't blame him She was here a couple of hours ago The scent I mentioned Won't leave my apartment It's beginning to make me nervous Resting, leaning my neck against the red sofa The stains on my hand still smells I'm afraid I'm getting used to it I had my doubt There is no question about it Though Most of the time There was flesh, nipples and wine And happiness Of course It could have been better It could have been worse Of course But still After all these years I see her smiling Right back at me And I imagine The woman of all my nightmares Holding my child And smiling Right back at me While I was kind Should I? Stains left behind Did I? She made no sound Had I? I did leave some evidence And I did leave my signature In her I guess I could I guess I did You looked at the pictures You saw the remnants I would not be surprised if you perceived me as vulgar In fact I expect nothing less. Put face to face with some basic truths I realised That loneliness is in fact what I should expect And nothing else Coming to terms with it was not easy Alcohol came and went Women as well Sometimes showing, most of the time - not A surprised expression that daily meets me in the mirror Perhaps more truthful than anything else Staring back at me With the disturbing question of: Why and how? I told him to shave, and he refused - of course. Me, being disturbingly young, was not in the position to make demands But still I tell myself it would have made a difference But - I digress While you were looking at me I did feel a little something I did notice And it makes some of it worthwhile Knowing that You are Watching me --------------------------------------------------------------------------- uXu #603 Underground eXperts United 2002 uXu #603 http://www.uXu.org/ - info@uxu.org ---------------------------------------------------------------------------