leaving his eyes once again full
but pocket broke.
And it’s all over so fast—
but just until the next blanket of night
comes to suffocate all reality.
Sending fingers dialing
to bodies swimming
in a pool of new lust.
The two held too tight to their convictions
fighting the realization their souls
are now locked.
Pretending it’s still nothing
but a nightly feed.
It’s far too complicated
for them to just, be.
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