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like a toothache, like herpes

What can I say here.  I had to revisit the poem from 2012, because the man that inspired this told me yesterday that he missed me.  TMI?  Perhaps.  I still really, really like this poem.     If I say … Continue reading

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like a toothache, like herpes

If I say I loved you, let me shade it with the metonym a drunk tastes threaded through gin, the orgasm a crackhead lit in his brain once and tries to get back every fucking time he smokes and misses. … Continue reading

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