can
wait
forever
breakfast
can't wait
alarms ring
inside thin
apartment
walls
though her
sister couldn't
hear the slapping
phone calls
duty calls
'you're not my type,
but we must
fuck now'
her dark curls
harbor fallen
flakes of
skin
it tangles thick
like mine
i pull hard
i squeeze and bite
but i never
get her there
now she's
the one
noticing
my age
gray temples
ragged rainbow beard
condoms cinch
my strength
again
i wish
Em had
let me in
at full mast
instead
of borrowing
phrases
like
'full mast'
to
describe
other
lovers
congratulations. if this were a horse, it would be a pretty good horse.
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