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Description
i.
lying in bed
this body feels like the tictictic
of a car in park;
wooden floors in an old house
settling for the night;
footsteps light pressure points.

ii.
I make my car promises we both know
I can’t keep.
She still loves me,
knows she’s all I have.

iii.
his the only shoulder
my head fits to
after all this time
still remembers my skin code
after all this time
the urgency
I’ll never know where he lost it.

iv.
after he died
we found her wallet in his keepsakes.
I wonder did he ever just touch
her social security card
to remind him she existed
all those years ago.

v.
something sensual about
the dark of his hand on her breast,
gentle reassurance of whom he wanted,
asking my name
but kissing her when he came inside me,
my smile hidden between her lips.

vi.
i don’t think i can write anymore
so i guess the sex
really is meaningless now.

Description
i.
lying in bed
this body feels like the tictictic
of a car in park;
wooden floors in an old house
settling for the night;
footsteps light pressure points.

ii.
I make my car promises we both know
I can’t keep.
She still loves me,
knows she’s all I have.

iii.
his the only shoulder
my head fits to
after all this time
still remembers my skin code
after all this time
the urgency
I’ll never know where he lost it.

iv.
after he died
we found her wallet in his keepsakes.
I wonder did he ever just touch
her social security card
to remind him she existed
all those years ago.

v.
something sensual about
the dark of his hand on her breast,
gentle reassurance of whom he wanted,
asking my name
but kissing her when he came inside me,
my smile hidden between her lips.

vi.
i don’t think i can write anymore
so i guess the sex
really is meaningless now.