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Jan 2022
gently rough hands
your throat in my ear like some big thunder
rumbling through, a hum
undoing me and undoing me like shoelaces, undoing and undoing me

warm coffee, coffee dripping onto my skin from your mouth
your darker caresses pulling flesh back and
dropping the grounds from your lips and
onto my bones

you eat and eat and eat of my fruit
and big monsteras grow from the empty hollow of my stomach
twining through the ribs and
swallowing the marrow of me
telumne
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telumne  24/F/fortification hill
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