Justin Kishbaugh

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Often, I Wish I Never Left
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Orchid lips pout overfull
words unhinge and spill
champagne bubbles over
day's dwindling cigarettes
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The porch-lights dim as
evening comes in
rain-laced pearls
leave midnight to
tremble as we speak
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Shoulders strain to break
under minute's weight
against this backdrop
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we pray
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we make
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Our bodies wrapped in cotton
our breath etched in gold
fingerprint your memory across my skin
for suns leave them cold
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