Holding on to her ankles, too dead for the sorrow
as the pulse of her cunt beats against the pillow
sucking her thumb. hungering for the dawn over new
horizons buried in the coffin, down by the sea
rocking in debauchery fading into decay of dipping flesh
“You got to hold on to what you got”
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Thank you, Harriet.