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If I drop a coin

She will be whoever I want her to be.

A nurse to treat these wounds.

A teacher to teach me to love.

Maybe an anarchist to tear down walls.

Whatever she becomes

Angels and demons come together.

When other women run

Our love gets wetter and wetter.


I keep bleeding ATMs

To keep her from forsaking me.

Hours become days.

Days become weeks.

Weeks turn into months.

Maybe this infatuation is unbreakable.

When we happen upon each other

I leave my mask on the nightstand.

One orgasm after another

To keep me grounded as a man.


She loves me.

No, she loves me not.





She loves me

For $20 a month.

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  • Dec 18, 2019

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