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Apr 2011
Tonight

drenching
you

from my

body

is forbidden

thoughts pressed against my stomach
as it caves in

I am the *******
the cornered drunkard lingering bottomless
on the side of the liquor store
the dreadful ex wife
that is me

a small face
with mascara running down
her cheeks
smiling

awfully.
midnight prague
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midnight prague
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