How to consume a human

He loves me

like a mouth

to a lame kiss

that burns common

sayings but leaves

no mark for he,

Mark as he’s known,

makes no noise

while caressing my hand

and using the fleshy fold

to pray that he

will not ruin the bare moment.

What have I done to deserve this?

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The fossil waves to me

after 5000 years

to welcome me

to a world that

I will one day say

good bye to like

a fossil in some pose –

or maybe a fossil with some prose.

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She asks me to spit

on her because

she hopes the enzymes

consume her

before I do.