Went To Work The Next Morning
She left me light .. I gave her a mile-
She showed me the city .. I gave her a pound of dirt-
She laughed in the nude .. I gave her my last undershirt-
She understood good fiction .. I wrote her a poem
She got sick from my kiss .. I bought her a priceless idol-
She provided music I listen to fondly,
I broke two moroccas in her name-
She bathed next to my breathing,
I drained the tub in honor of her breasts-
She bought an animal for ten bucks,
I lost the collar that used to be our shelter-
Shelter from dank scents of a time when love was trite.
I loveD her and never told her.
We exchanged reality and
Went to work the next morning.
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