pressed beneath the hips of men
whose faces never morphed into yours.
Could never cradle me like you.
Searched for salvation in their
sweat, salvia, and sweet lies,
biding time until your return.
You are finally here and broke
in all of the places I need desperately to be whole.
My apologies for hanging my
pitiful expectations on your back;
for wanting returned what is irretrievable."
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