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Even alone I am with you, a glassy reflection of your blackened eyes. How full, how heavy, how earthly is the breath we share when we share nothing at all.

I want so badly to show you my hand, the spur of a boot dug deep into belly flesh; the bitter drip of a metal bit; a silver bullet; a loaded gun; summer heat so heavy with musk. This is how it always ends: eyes rolled back and a mouth full of blood.

May you always feel my lips where you’re reddest.


If the other passengers on this train can read my thoughts, they must be entertained. Hello, commuter. How’s the view?


I will lay down a cornerstone in London, and another in the French countryside, or perhaps a Greek isle.

I want to sink my teeth into something soft.

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