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Nov 2018
christopher find me.

sweat runs
and salt lingers
in seed and spit
in the moment just ended.

i retreat to the only place I can.
she waits for me patiently
outside

she has all the time in the world.

i was treed.
naked, right next to her
no where to go,

she and the words waited.
JR Weiss
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JR Weiss  Whittier, CA
(Whittier, CA)   
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