Through bleary eyes
looking at the immaculate lines
left by a belt buckle.
The foundation of patience
strenthened by shards of pain
a repository for brutal fantasies.
A childish exuberance
blooms into a gurgle of laughter
as he imagines immaculate
red lines on a 30 year old skin.
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