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sugar dick

at some point
i’ll stop punishing myself
for falling in love with you

tis my hope
the cloistered
instinctively know
when to cease the lashing

it would help if your body
wasn’t still sitting
in the chair smoldering and observing

but
sugar dick
who could blame me

anyone who knew you
before the fire
understands
why
you were cherished

and why i developed
a penchant for kitchen matches

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