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2011-09-21
after the earth has died


I suck on poisonous clouds way up in a pink sky. After the Earth has died. I surrender my headache to bells and ashes. I wish I could photograph my memories of you. You lifting up your dress in front of me. The taste of you. My mouth pressed against your thigh. The coolness of your thigh. And then the heat.


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