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my mouth tastes like velvet I split my knuckles opening a coconut running not knocking so afterwards fishing beach beach beach fishing.

we would have gotten over it two months ago you threw away the calendar and your biggest parade float was a talking rabbit saying soft neon and purple

it’s over soon.

that’s what you liked to hear.

Our babysitter’s brother finds our stash both stashes

the good one and the one full of 1970s foot fetish pornography

while you brush my teeth

I write a letter

“””

dear you

it’s become clear over the last few months over our many glasses of wine our Nordstrom cafe sandwiches and my strange new predilection to eat moss while endorsing the city councilwoman with the yellow teeth we should see other people

you love me too much

before the alcohol bloat really sets in I need to fuck at least four more 18 year olds.

sincerely

me

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