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July 5, 2010

She chastised me for metaphors
And offered her body as proof
Amid heat and jackhammer noise

Who was the puppet this time
On strings made of come
And bitemark dials on skin

We lost momentum quickly
Our diaries written in silence
You the artist; me the slut

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