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You’re Not Allowed To Die

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before we’ve fucked in a Super 8 lounge bathroom

as Justin Investment Banker and Caroline Cocktail Waitress

pretending to have just met

on our tenth wedding anniversary, sitter at home

watching babies and HGTV. Not before handies

in a tent on top of a frosty mountain peak. I need

to grow so sick of you the grandkids say

Do they even like each other? So promise me

you’ll spring for that cab, get a prostate exam,

walk away from the next dickhead with a pocket knife

who calls you pussy. Please

remember: rinsing raw chicken with warm water helps

the salmonella thrive, and I won’t survive

not knowing how this ends.

Exhibitionist

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