Ad[d]{mire}

She said, she did,

plain as day,

she said, she did say and (ad[d]{mot)-

to} that phrase which pro-

vidas no surprises:

“I used to admire you. 

I don’t 

any more.”

And so a life ends;

no bang at 

all.  No bucking nor

fucking.

No whimpers, even, 

of [pleas-

u-

{re]:} that love we might’ve

dropped, casually

like satin be-

robed body of

beloved sex-

u-

[my]all,

on deep-carpeted rooms

of joy 

(and en-

count-

‘er …).

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