proud

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an atmosphere of Juliet's tomb


we don't share the place

but I'm a common enough guest.


incense rises to the ceiling

parallel scorned clothes on the floor

and settles in the vents.


leave the pleasure to me


i'm so grateful 

to be here

every other guy

would also like

to see you

undressed


i have a feeling

that i'm better than the next

and better than the rest


and that feeling

is the problem

because nothing lasts 

for long when

you'r

e dating

your

self

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