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Slick


At work, post-lovemake.
We enter separately,
fooling our co-workers;
​covert spies in shades reading headlines
at awning-veiled café stools.
We offer ridiculous good afternoon’s
to each other on bathroom breaks.
When she came in my mouth,
it tasted like a three-years-held
thank you,


that sweet.

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