poetry is necessary

tasteyou

 

she said

“i miss your taste”

so i opened the book

to the page where the words

“i miss the way you taste”

were carved from bone

my mouth full of earth, the salt tang of blood

the marks where my teeth sank home

i said

“i miss your taste too”

but she knew what i meant

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