Monday, May 26, 2014


Finished

It took a while but many sick
hours later we had a pact

you carried it in hands that 
could finger like no other
you did that exceedingly well

none of that pointless fiddling about
no, in an increasing rhythm
lingering but with surgical precision

you peeled desire from desire
until apparently there was nothing left
to love.

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