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Sixty Ways Till Sunday: Part I
by Rhapsody in Blue
Back of the comic book store
dirt alley, trash can crashing
my backside slammed
against a stone wall
your mouth tearing my
red, smeared lips
your hard boy crotch
jamming
Union Bar, happy happy-hour crowd
bent over rusty porcelain sink
hands flat against chipped black walls
smell of beer, smoke, your sweat
dripping
down my back
your hard boy crotch
jamming
Unmade, unchanged bed
clothes littered, nightstand overflowing
with your keys my books torn wrappers melted candles
me straddling, legs tangled in
damp cotton sheets
Drill music smacking
your hard boy crotch
jamming
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