go sweaty into the night

i am waiting for the library

and noon



i was up too early



i have better things to do

none of them compare

to erotic thoughts

about  you



i bet it has been

more than a month

since the last ubu night

at the hotel saranac



now

i am an hour away

from the library



but it's girl juice

and your hips

in the land of take down

that heat the distance romance



that lives in the reality

of my diversions



i never know

if i will kiss you again



but i hold on to that

once i did

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