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drink substance
March 4, 2013
i lay you to sleep in our
big, empty bed, containing
nothing but our bodies
(that won’t ever make it
full) and you said that life
was eluding you
“what do you mean, my
darling, my love” i asked
furtively, as to not
upset you again, you
fell asleep with your head
in my lap
i spoke as i drank your
substance from your
wrist like a
vampire, realizing that you
knew
© Alissa F., Marblehead, MA
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