Posted: September 3, 2012 in Uncategorized

Read it on the original page as it loses format

deuce coupe

from the restaurant
to the motel room,
the kisses,
the murmurs
naked on sagged
struggle and convene
is their meaning
or is this oblivion,
in aftermaths glow
sipping tan water
from a mug,
rubbing teethmarks
on her shoulder,
his sleep
prevailing with the
air conditioning,
she knew
in a tangent of a
second that
she was nothing

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