Smell Your Pits

You should’ve been my

Bread and I should be

Buttering you. I am

Enough garlic for two

Nights of messiness my

Immune system is growing

Tolerant of your bullshit

I suppose this is what

The straights call love–

I call it quits I am

Miserable and insane

And I wish I could

Smell your pits


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