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Strangers

2026-07-13
She leaves behind thoughts
of human acts,
in photos of bared flesh
on covers of paper lust
held high above,

The reach of hands and love.
Thinking with a gaping mouth
to where else,
can this act be taken,
between strangers in privacy?
And every drunk,

who thought he could
keep it up, keep it hard
before the shorter moment
is erased in one swallow.

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