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i gnaw, slothfully; mouthing a shoulder, a neck; quenching a yen for saline brew.   its origin: a pulse, a heavy breath.   undergarments melt, tacked against waxen skin;   ferocity beneath saturated sheets begs crims...

i gnaw, slothfully;

mouthing a

shoulder,

a neck;

quenching

a

yen for saline

brew.

 

its origin: a pulse,

a heavy breath.

 

undergarments

melt, tacked

against

waxen skin;

 

ferocity beneath

saturated sheets

begs crimson

from

fingernails;

aroused by ripened

nostalgia.

 

gamey vapors

crease the air,

mate

with grunts, and

die

beside the bed.

 

crushed

between unyielding thighs,

we dance

where we lie;

you,

orbiting

inside a feral core;

me,

a fleshen vase

for your pruned stem;

 

emerging with

afterglow.

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