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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Colder</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He was six foot four, and forty-six<br>and even colder than he thought he was<br>James Thurber, The Thirteen Clocks</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Not that I cared about the other woman.<br>Those perfumed breasts with hearts<br>of pure rock salt.<br>Lot's wives-<br>all of them.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I didn't care<br>if they fondled him at parties,<br>eased him in at home<br>between a husband & a child,<br>sucked him dry<br>with vacuum cleaner kisses.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">It was the coldness that I minded,<br>though he's warned me.<br>"I'm cold," He said- (as if that helped any).<br>But he was colder<br>than he thought he was.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cold sex.<br>A woman has to die<br>& be exhumed<br>four times a week<br>to know the meaning of it.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">His hips are razors<br>his pelvic bones are knives,<br>even his elbows could cut butter.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Cold flows from his mouth<br>like a cloud of carbon dioxide.<br>Hie penis is pure dry ice<br>which turns to smoke.<br>His face hands over my face-<br>An ice carving.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=389850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One of these days<br>he'll shatter<br>or<br>he'll melt.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</a></strong></div>

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