Bread and Bandages
8/02/2005
  Orphan

I am too tired to haunt you—

fingertips telephone-calloused


I have memorized the molecules of your scent

taste-bud mapped your body

breathed myself through your lungs;

now I am dripping you

and still unhappy.

  2:22 AM
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