I wore you close to me today
intimately
closer still than the two of us
tied together and
tumbling
through my grainy minds-eye pictures
closer than the scars on my arm;
left behind as you tore my sleeve
and the heart I wore upon it.
closer even, perhaps, than that time
when we did that thing you don't like;
when I penetrated you
and entered you
into a relationship.
I wore you close to me today
intimately
a stripy rag with leg-holes
peepholes
through which we should have seen it coming.
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