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Poems
Dec 2020
more than myself, i love you
in the morning my back aches,
the sun rises with you everyday.
this obsession like cheap alcohol in cans
we throw up when it's too much.
i know your hands will be the ones to **** me.
not used to being loved more than you're loving
you fumble every clasp and button.
i long for nausea in tongues and on couches,
the sick feeling of love in my gut,
drifting off to the hum of your engine.
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