one stand at night…
we could kiss and go
our seperate ways,
no attraction, no attachment
except for the soft stench of sex
between our flesh and a single
strand of spit dangling
in bitter baptism
between our lips…
but, my love,
i like a good spit: so…
why would i waste one
on the likes of you?
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Scorch the earth
great poem that has it all: alliteration, assonance, vivid imagery, sex, & (sarcastic) rejection
Love this!