Fuel your imagination.
I HAVE SOME FOOD IN MY POCKET. NOT THE EDIBLE FOOD, THE FOOD YOU EAT. I HAVE SOME FOOD FOR THOUGHT
AFTER LOVE
at night time
afterwards, the compromise
bodies resume their boundaries
these legs, mine
his arms
admit their ownership
and light up a cigarette
makes his face light up
so astounding
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