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I eat men like Sylvia



I am too pure for you or anyone -

Inward hot desire,
Unbearable repetition

Does not my heat astound you?

I am too pure for you or anyone -
I’m stone. I’m flesh. I’m more.
Now, you are my skin

Does not my heat astound you?
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I do it so it feels real
I do it until it feels right
Your brackish taste

Lingers







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That wasn’t ever yours
But you took, you took, you take.



She finally escaped you.
The man she now haunts.



I never
can escape her trinket that you leave by your sink
It stares at me while I try to brush my teeth.



You can’t get over her
and I can’t compete



Here I am—
The puzzle piece that doesn’t quite fit

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in the hole she left behind.