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Sep 2014
You caressed
my *******
sneakily slipping fingers beneath
my sternum
to stroke the thumping valves
of my most important *****

Suddenly
your grip tightened
heart
ripped
through my ribs
to stick in your pocket
hanging halfway out
like some sort of sick
*******
keychain

Arteries attach us to each other ever since
This is a process of repetition and reduction, until it's said right
Ruby Cushla
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Ruby Cushla
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