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Last Love

Andrew Demcak

So everything came into place. He tore
the gauze suit to the core of my boyhood-

sliding in while my eyelids turned plum.
His bitter mouth- the insistent red veil

of the Gaza sun- my thighs like twin doors
held open. I had chosen the closest

man- cut my bandages like a runner
testing his legs- I unfolded myself

a loose-petalled Narcissus. Anxious
for his erection- condomless- straining-

unaware that his body politic
was followed by the viral campaign.

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