wait until late afternoon or
distilled, decanted & debauched
a collaborative long poem by
david bateman
&
hiromi goto
H one
she forgot to
take aspirin the night
before with two tall
glasses of water
crept outdoors
in time to catch
the anal pucker
of spent morning
glories in the afternoon
D twentytwo
the condensation of these ice cubes
in a glass
squat blunt drunken penile objects
bobbing labial petals
on a damp spent towel
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