you broke up
with me, then
offered invitation
to the winery
- where i met
your friends.
you seemed anxious
i would like them
never introducing us
for two years
to answer your question:
- they were fine.
you turned back up
at the door
i offered my cheek
but you stole my lips
lingered on
lou reed personified.
buried your tongue
fist deep inside me
a jackhammer
pulsating marionette
- the morning after
yesterday.
you held my hand
too long
as we crossed the road
- an old habit
you seemed reluctant
to let go, i took it back.
at dinner you paid
said you wanted
the sander in my shed
you left planning
to spend your life
there.
then you disappear
again, leave me confused
waiting for comms
lights off
you watch harry potter
indefinitely.
i'm not here
to serve your whim
at my expense
- perhaps
you could miss me
when we're together.
you broke up
with me.
with me.
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