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Oct 2012
Rather than placing those
through the webs of my fingers
place them through my bare ribs
use my hipbones for leverage
this could be worthwhile
or turn me into
another common cold
but I can’t help but think
no one wants to see me naked

then I remember how you have
but not truly
bits and pieces
never the whole
and how your teeth left a permanent mark
on my chest
scratch and claw into my back
and remind me
that you still want me
be hungry
I cannot be
liz
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