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my lips like coffee
jenakajoffer

the empty cup is lonely but you are
 1
the loneliest, thumb out on the highway
 2
tip of a cigarette to keep you company
 3
that's how it ends sometimes
 4
 
 
what you meant to me wasn't meant
 5
to be motionless
 6
like a rock like a cup left on the nightstand
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whatever became of us wasn't intentional
 8
I didn't expect to long for you there was nothing
 9
behind me I felt nothing
 10
 
 
half pang and a double shot espresso
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this morning the sun slung low
 12
through white blanket silhouette
 13
I was stretched beyond sleep I could feel
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the milky vapour of you filling the room
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you had me skin and bones under the contours
 16
 
 
I touched myself not for relief
 17
but desire and after, I sat at the table sipping coffee
 18
pressed a smoke between my lips you
 19
lit the match.
 20
 
 
I thought I should change my habits
 21
let out my last puff, switch to decaf
 22
I was anxious, this nervosa swallowing me whole
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my body strung and starved but I like it that way
 24
I liked your thumbs gouged in my hip bones
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how your steered your face in the blinkers of my thighs
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my rich anemone of puss, mouth  ear  asshole
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my lips like coffee, like phallic lighthouse
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like parcels of rosy smoke burst into flames
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I can't help what I want, if I want to be fluid
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if I want to fill your mornings with throat sucks and sorrow
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Wolflarsen at the kitchen door Nantucket spilling
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on the floor
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and I cried you know we lit the house on fire
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swirled cream through our fingers
 35
you pressed your tongue into me I broke down at last
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I can still hear your breath hum, you lit the match
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out-danced the ax, your lips withdrew like smoke
 38
like coffee too, I found the heartache
 39
I'm coming in the dark
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feels just like you
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14 Jun 18

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a complicated poem
 — unknown

Full of poem things, it makes me nervous- like feeling g something here could hurt me, or pull me into a world devoid of milk and settlement.
 — DeformedLion

My lips like coffee too
 — DeformedLion

i like how you mentioned vortex.  did you say sediment? there is some...
 — jenakajoffer

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