VIVIDLYVAGUE
This was routine. Black cats with a sedative gaze; a morphene.
Caution before me, I slunk along shadows down the torn streets.
Avoiding every miniature crevice, I'd horned three
times, watching night's derivative essence in her hosting.
And in an exchange later she was home free.
"Hey, Boo... my shift is over and I need you ta bone me..."
Our smiles crossed in a lipping clasp, fingers woven.
"Baby... you got me open..." each stroke in
gave me chills. No barrier to offspring as I hope it.
"It's all yours, Daddy... take it!" Faster, harder- like this old civic.
The jones grows as I contort for the bone's pivot...
"Thats my spot, Boo! Ahhhh shit! It's
coming!!!" A short rattle and moan put us on exhibit.
"You ok?" Her smile was confirmation she enjoyed the visit.
This was more than a formality. Work on monday.
Is there a reason I'm here? I wanna leave with her to a sunny place...
Somewhere where breeze is the local language... but love is what you say.
Where staplers have wings and take kamikaze dives into seas far away.
Where- "Hey, Keith! Your assessment results came in on the cart today..."
I've been diagnosed with cancer? I need her support to calm this pain...
This was real. Nobody could inform me not. She killed my pangs.
She built a fortress in my heart with her guards and tanks.
With her friends that drive by to see her and pay.
Her boss with the shabby fur and crystal cane...
Is she a...? "Hey babe! You said a test didn't go your way?
What's it for?" Genuine curiosity stopped my focus in-place.
"According to my yearly blood check, I have cancer."
"Just wait. Hold up. Haha... that's it?" She laughs in my face?
"Why don't you care? We love each other, right?"
"So nobody happened to tell you you got AIDS?"
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