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carry me through
been dreading the one-to-nine
and coughing up lil bits of lung.
But I'm gonna French kiss today
because a real sweet memory just hit me:
you and I in my now-drowned car,
broad blue daylight,
center of the parking lot.
First taste of your sweat
and your necklace
and those hungry loving eyes
I'm hungry for;
going to let the gnawing carry me through this thing.
and coughing up lil bits of lung.
But I'm gonna French kiss today
because a real sweet memory just hit me:
you and I in my now-drowned car,
broad blue daylight,
center of the parking lot.
First taste of your sweat
and your necklace
and those hungry loving eyes
I'm hungry for;
going to let the gnawing carry me through this thing.
Published 26th Jan 2018
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