I avoid remembering the reverse of a smile your hands chiseled to perfection on beer foam
right when I thought the poem would stop it leaks through my thighs bites and milks my volcano
pillars are well kept secrets debts paid with kisses to crappy old men dressed in black
three Dohkos play in my fruit garden adventuresome Bengali kittens born on the constellation of Libra
threaded needles cannot tolerate the likeness of your hands rumbling between my fingers let's toast to a long standing mistake
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