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Marilyn Hacker
You did say, need me less and I'll want you more.
I'm still shellshocked at needing anyone,
used to being used to it on my own.
It won't be me out on the tiles till four-
thirty, while you're in bed, willing the door
open with your need. You wanted her then
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I like this poem a lot, although it feels a bit wander-y. The last stanza is beautiful.
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used to being used to it on my own.
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