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we met downtown
late on a Tuesday
standing at a traffic light
wondering which way to go
she’s got the kind of
tits you want to steal
and keep in a box under
the bed
i don’t speak, my eyes too mean
words fail, my kidney just gave out,
livers about gone, but my heart
keeps thumping, i wonder about
my cock, but that went first
traffic cop drives by, she smiles
- at him, not me
he smiles back, thin lips part
showering his sabre tooth smile
light changes, she shuffles across at
the green, my eyes watch each step,
long legs climb to delicate curves
i suspect a twitch behind my
zipper, but it’s just gas