with shrugs, each
arch of back
a warning
de niña I wanted
only the purpling of lips
insatiably biting
plum flesh
nena
if only
you understood
the nostalgia
of collateral damage:
bone snapping and
rogue gaps
along fidgets
you too would
lull into my terminal syphon
rocking, rocking
until spines collide
big bang theory mami
you a universe of atoms
and i an atom
in your universe.
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