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please peel back my skin and drip-drop vanilla extract onto my organ structure - memorise where my lungs are in relation to my heart because often when you smile they forget to work co-dependently & this simple co-dependency is not quite enough for me / we exist on a plane now / if it were just you and me we would be two points connected by a line / anywhere in space / but she makes three & so a flat surface is created inadvertently / & our relationship is offkilter somehow / i am just another eye color /another voice to recognize but you stick like black oreo grit in my teeth.

one-hour developing is not fast enough / i need those pictures of you -now- / so i can try and jam your square body into the cylindrical hole in my existance / you have the smallest wrists i've ever seen & i'd like to snap one so you remember it / remember wearing your mother's ring as you leaned in and sucked my breath out & the leaves got greener & i remember using my teeth / automatic reaction against threat & distraction from the cold bed & waking up to rain four days out of five and the decaying smell of distance.

06/17/2003

Posted on 06/18/2003
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