i don't want to go tomorrow.
i don't want to stand there and have you all collectively remind me - remind us
that inelegant truth, the didactics of being this half
that we are eyes and hips and lips and thighs, that we are somehow elegant
hair tumbling seductively over smooth uncovered shoulders
bare venuses rising from some unknown bivalve in a white
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