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with a split
Folder:
cast
fold your ankle out of
the ballerina toe dance
it seems your natural state
is in bed with a dress
that is split down the back
o and there i am pining away
not like a conifer, but a wolf
waiting for one of your family
members or the gaggle of men
to walk away
so i can mention your beauty
and make the suggestion
that is not so discreet
about how the night
could end
my fingers typing
out your keyboard
every sound seems to be
someone walking in
and past surgeries
are forgotten with
nibbles along your
throat
