the girl needs to watch

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nightly riddles, like a poem’s lines
they come, but mostly in guy’s flies

wet dreams of brides knowing more taste
like sunny deserts driving one where

time's a ride. the divide: wind shielding
flesh at its center

she survives without crashing. he's drawn
back inside, is covered with head

buttered to the toes with images
of the girl’s need to watch