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Mar 2013
The dicktip
Soft lick
Swift kick
That's him.
Say this or that.
Matte paint
And ginger ale
Pale light and shadow
Under his eyes,
In his eyes,
Under my skin,
In my belly.
Jelly
And peanut butter
Because that's all he can afford.
Board
a plane
Because all I can afford is to leave.
Pay in love next time.
Ann Beaver
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Ann Beaver
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