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he reached across he put his phone in the space
between my breasts where it quickly cooled
my skin the very summer of the room
sang out to all the small vibrations coming from
that dull black case the shiver of the silver worn
from thumbs from pants from careless
hurling down
in car central consoles thrummed back
to me
congested clotted every minute passing I served
as tabletop the vanity
while
he stood tightened
the belt inserted keys
the wriggle of the tie
stooped to kiss slid us both warm
into
the pocket of his suit goodbye
we have to hope this one doesn't explode!
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