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Dec 2018
she in me

time and space
have merged

the world
is sleek

I feel the image
of her body

whole

I feel

there is no
reason for
tomorrow

she cuts me
bleeds me
weakens me

her words
eat me
seeds and all

and I know
I’ll never

be strong enough
to
pull myself away
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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