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looking at me and you through a telescope
tell me thoughts of coffee, please
and chain me to New Hampshire
with the emblems of your love
tatooed in hearts around your finger
grizzle-up my unchewed heart
like monkey brains in pewter pots
drizzled in artichoke sauce --
this is what too-late is.
wrangle and rankle and stankle
my shorts with lipsticked lips
glistening sex-ward
Every star shines
for a while
then
explodes
or fizzles out.
and chain me to New Hampshire
with the emblems of your love
tatooed in hearts around your finger
grizzle-up my unchewed heart
like monkey brains in pewter pots
drizzled in artichoke sauce --
this is what too-late is.
wrangle and rankle and stankle
my shorts with lipsticked lips
glistening sex-ward
Every star shines
for a while
then
explodes
or fizzles out.
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