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Another glass (bodega red)— Christmas lights, all buzz-eyed bokeh— I want you close, my nervous tic, my lunar love, Cassiopeia— this holiday I said too much, I made a fool of both of us— but I don’t drink to disappear— I drink to kiss my fearless lover.
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Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
A Crutch for Courage
Another glass (bodega red)— Christmas lights, all buzz-eyed bokeh— I want you close, my nervous tic, my lunar love, Cassiopeia— this holiday I said too much, I made a fool of both of us— but I don’t drink to disappear— I drink to kiss my fearless lover.
I love you, with or without the wine.
benjamin-lockwood
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27/M/Milwaukee, WI
Nov 29, 2018
Nov 29, 2018 at 12:58 AM UTC
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