Have you ever
desired and detested
in the very same moment,
the culmination of lust?
Have you ever
in the middle of fucking
hoped
fucks could be unfucked?
No,
not fornicate,
not make love,
not whatever poets and polite people call it,
just fuck,
blunt rusted knife
fuck.
Has your lust
ever looked back at you
and said,
I don't know you.
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