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Orgasm
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Unpublished pieces
In penciled release,
I positioned myself
in perspectives
of entangled expectation.
You sat across from me
playing your
resentment
as if it was
my fault that
you were breathing.
This matted mess,
remnants of
hating nights
and busy days,
demanded we
succumb to erasing
every fingerprint
we had ever created.
As the sun sets on
another situation,
we take turns
masturbating each other.
In your sexual breathing
I find my
own set of standards.
Orgasm means dying,
and so we shall.
Excellent
Excellent
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