sit sit sit in the car car car
while Darling pumps gas.
he left her there-- in the front seat--
two legs, a loin, and a breaking heart.
just thinking of him
her rein rained poetry between her legs--
it was the heat.
hot summer-- too hot for making new memories.
she collapsed into old ones.
the smell of gasoline flared her nostrils as she
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thank you
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she measured her days by the ripped pill packs
and the months by the names of her lovers,
^ ^ favorite linee.
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then write about him.
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Just wow.
(it's a good wow, though)
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