my lips brush the image of a weak man
i kiss his words
you lie like the innards of a strong man
when your mouth folds into something we can’t use
our backs arched on different curves
you kiss like the message of a good man
that neither of us will ever touch
i reach for the body of a memory
that no one thinks of much
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