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Can I kiss you


for a lifetime
tonight? If I fall
short, will you be
Death in my palms
like mosquitos sharing
dirty secrets in my ears
while all who walk sleep
but I?

Did I shove you, gasping,
in bloodied placenta
only to toss you,
a carcass to the wolves,
as I take the balcony
seat and retreat
into a bag of noise-
canceling popcorn?