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Her Nonsense.

She was evening and dusk,
Pride on the rails of windows
I would pull back on the reigns and bellow
Bare chested
And run
run run
Night lights blurred, like
smeared blood
Inhale and choke
Taste like electricity
brass and blue
“Swallow me” she commands
and I do.

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