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[flamindani]

Do you know how many times I've died for you?
How man lives I've lived for you?
The nights I sweated awake
cold and hungry from apocalyptic demise?
Where were you when I called out
armed only with starlight and my teddy?
Were you suffering plagues and curses,
melting your face with the acid
of my bitter tears?

Are you content with your contentment
or do you moan like the pregnant cow I remember?

Flying high above the mattress
I find not a foothold in sight
as oil oozes from my soggy body-
because this is affirmation.
Tomorrow I will see you riding your two wheeled witch's broom
or buying organic whole food-
not that you ever ate real food
and I will be reminded of last night's
seven doors of hell
The one you slept through because,
like you said,
it's just a difference in biology.
We'll disperse like the ghosts
of early morning fog
and I will dream tomorrow
of some young thing madly obsessed with me.
Someone who smells my fear before I do
Someone who tastes the sweat and savors it
Someone whole enough to break a promise
and feel sorry for it