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I hearted a drunk poet
loving you was
labor for me,
heavy work,
a cruel task.
in sleep, your restless feet
charged at nothing,
whipped the cotton sheets
to froth.
so drunk you wet the bed cloth,
piss-backed, I moved to a stale couch
and watched dust and sunlight
dance in liquid atmosphere.
loving you was
labor for me,
heavy work,
a cruel task.
in sleep, your restless feet
charged at nothing,
whipped the cotton sheets
to froth.
so drunk you wet the bed cloth,
piss-backed, I moved to a stale couch
and watched dust and sunlight
dance in liquid atmosphere.
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