Something About the Onions
And something about the onions
Made me think about that hostile-
That night you disappeared parking
And I worried you wouldn’t come back.
I bought these new skinny jeans
Just to wear these new boots
They have a button down fly
Instead of a zipper
Like those black jeans
You had
The ones I tried to undo
One handed
While I kissed you
And let you inside me
But you never let me in
And I wonder if your atoms
Are still on me even after
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