Hey girl, you came into my life
on the back of a conversation with God
and you left
without a word.
Right now, I’m in this place, like a lover’s vow,
destined to be broken.
Tentatively held
between the teeth of absurdity,
where all it will take is one more demon
for the jaws to snap shut.
In a way, it’s all a matter of intercourse,
intercourse is sex,
and we fucked like demons,
making love like it was a chore.
And you left without a word
because sex is only for procreation
unless you take a pill with a cup of tea
the deadly morning after.
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