Halitosis afflicts the discussion
Two tones
Distributed as one. Hang-nail dangles from their pinky
Holds court AMONG the coffee cup.
Back braced against
A
Cotton sealed spine.
They met with pigeons in mind.
Dirty birds. Dirty words.
Clustered in flocks and folds.
Inside the hotel room
Secrets assume a closed fist. Love taps begin
Lust slaps and soon throat closures for tomorrow afternoon.
Reaching for an inhale
Four lungs collapse
Welcoming the last breath
For resurrection.
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