Two-hundred and Thirty-One: Someone Else

Tell me how this feels:
I’m writing about riding
someone else.
I want to speak
someone else
‘s tongue and
bite, bite hard, on
someone else
‘s promised hands.
Tell me, if you remember,
what my kiss tastes like.

I sure as fuck don’t remember yours.
There have been too many
someone else
s since.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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