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Only
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Posted:Jul 3, 2016 2:31 am
Last Updated:May 24, 2024 2:37 am
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Only
the sun is hotter.
And only the tack-hard rain
on my windshield, the black ice,
and the "one more glass"
more dangerous. You are
not like the others. Who left
my soul on the floor? Not
you. So you say. "I'm hard,
come here," is foreplay to you.
Yet I come anyway. And I come,
and I come, and I come.
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Blur
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Posted:Jul 1, 2016 3:59 am
Last Updated:Jul 3, 2016 3:48 am
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Blur
Intensity. He is
Intensity. All energy
focused, streamlined, blue-eyed,
and steel-sharp.
Every time he comes
to my front door, or slips
out the back, I die just a bit
because he never says "Thank you."
I gulp him down, I
breathe him in, I
leach him dry. He swims
in my belly after. I sigh.
He won't stay.
I won't mind. I am full
of him now. He has nourished
me. said, "You're welcome."
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Love Lesson
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Posted:Jul 1, 2016 2:34 am
Last Updated:Jul 3, 2016 2:19 am
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Love Lesson
He moves like sunclouds
in the diasporic rain: black curls
abound, glisten. I hear him
hover near; his breathe slicks
my neck. "It isn't right,"
I tell him. "There's no future
for us." He sighs, now turns,
leans into my face until his blurred
visage blocks the light. "In time,"
his hiss like the grass mamba,
"you will see how wrong you are."
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