She fed the fear with teeth
She knew
how best to get a rise
from simple teasing
simple toying
billing and cooing
like that birdland song.
She loves so well in the mornings, my
girl, who parties longer
than my mind could bear
kisses as hard as these lips
has as long this hair
drinks harder than-
but there, when the light flooded in,
when the room came into view
I saw smiling brightly,
not mine but,
no girl I knew.
Then, who
is digging on my grave
expression?


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