the faucet is wearing bandages. this is okay.
everything is not okay.
whisky daze, whiskey days-
lethargic lisp into the coffee (spiked) break
alcoholic, inebriated kiss from miles and miles away
your smile fades
today- early this morning, actually- i kissed my pillow
as if it were your lips; it felt electric
and i was immediately aroused as well as surprised
your eyes
your thighs
your cheeks
your nose
your whole face in its entirety like
the spaces between your teeth-
we're just two human beings individually
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