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desire

even you can't
make this pretty:
sour pus dripping
from a sewer
of a mouth -
ages of curdling
have sent him
spewing like
the malicious spray
of a lemon wedge.

Author notes

when I found this in a notebook I had oddly titled it "a poem about desire and a food I love..." I must have been in a bad mood.

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