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we left all evening, pails of piss
and towels for morning,
a cob raped pant angle
with only two of us shitting
the right way instead.
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back to the bathtub
of the sea
while others watched us like
TV, we washed ourselves
in the chalk outlines of
daddy’s disease and a second
braid of cumshot distance
curdled by the salt around us like
haystacks, tongue huddles best
left found in a toilet.
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the farther that he went out,
the more I wanted to fuck his
friend, and unfolded my desire
all across my furrowed fuck.
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and so he went out, kamikaze-christ
he was, bubbly pills coughing up in
sockets, like he wanted them back and
replaced by accidental digestion dissolved.
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and so I watched him drowning,
the gulls above us dancing like
gravity
all the way home.
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