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Oct 2017 · 261
xiv.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
It doesn't have to be complicated,
just come here and relax on me
Don't knock it 'till you've tried it.
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xiii.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
I wrote of ***** and of heartache,
for they are the only things I know.
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xii.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
All the hearts I've drawn on my hand
long to fly from my skin
and cover you with kisses
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Kit Brewer Oct 2017
xi
Emm'rald, I called her.
And her mouth were stained
purple from her candy.
of past things
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x.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
x.
Gypsy, he called me.
*****, filth, a Taker
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viii.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
America, I don't want your atom bombs
I don't want your fake-trans youth
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vii.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
Ginger dream, bedsheet queen,
come rest your head between my thighs
pretty, pretty please?
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Kit Brewer Oct 2017
vi.
Oh, how I wanted that fruit!
And I fought for it, had it
And while it is sweet,
even the pomegranate must return
to the earth.
Oh, passion!
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v.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
v.
cherry and lime
fingers inside
summer wine, summer time
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iv.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
iv.
Smile upon me not.
Some days it is too much
to bear
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iii.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
And he gouged out his right eye for wisdom,
as his ancestors had-
those one-eyed wolves of the West
Oct 2017 · 185
ii.
Kit Brewer Oct 2017
ii.
Oh, how fickle the heart!
To be the lover of one, and yet-
my heart burns for another.
No, for both.
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Kit Brewer Oct 2017
i.
But darling,
do not grasp my hand
unless you mean it

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