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Poem Sans Title II.

the men, they like to jab me with their loneliness

jabbing, in-out, in-out

and they like to do so with intensity of the precursor to love

they like to instill their energies within me

as I collect in neat stacks

the long, hard rides they've had

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Published: Apr 8, 2010
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