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to the bone

you broke from the look
scolded by the thick 
thrust of my tongue
you were younger then
bold in each and every
folding of your breath
beneath the crack crunching thump
of your chest 
where your heart beat 
jack rabbit quick
to the bone
to the bone
i hear your voice on my telephone
where have you gone?
Posted 01/05/12
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