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Spaghetti knots

men go out to feed the family

what you heard is true: this is my body
met and meated on a saturday
when your clothes fell away
like after a hunt
in which you only found
the woods and yourself
a taste of you tipped on your tongue
salivating

what you heard is true: this is my body
years of the same back and forth
like a cd drive
which is what you’re used to
grainy and uncultivated
almost before domestication days
cave paintings of woman
and the bulls that hound

what you heard is true: this is my body
coupled together for a little long while
as the dogs outside howl louder
because this is your first time
before you meet her
raw hide
and all bone

what you heard is true: this is my body
sick and dying
but still full like night
till morning vomits and bleeds
and you clean up
put the used rag on her used face
and pop a cd again
for you are not full yet

what you heard is true: this is my body
this is it
it is this
the first time becoming the last
for she goes away
after telling you once more
what you heard is true: this is my body
even as she lied
and disembodied
into yours
and then
into then
and then
even less

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