I. lust
She is there for youto look at,
to read,
distort patterns,
piss on & off,
to pretend love on,
fake sex,
make believe with.
II. love?
Holds bodies up to the light.
Some mornings only
sunrise can mimic presence.
III. the next day.
Trashed talked,
makeup worn,
coffee over done,
droned out silence,
breakfast moves slow.
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i'm experimenting here with the post modernism of love.
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