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Dec 2016
endless flesh searches
jumping between beds
pretending the floor is lava
you're rummaging through piles
of bones, fingers
slipped under the mattress
and behind the headboard

hoping to find something
you can't see at the bottom of a shot glass
or the stub of a *** end
AJane
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AJane
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