Lies, you sold me well
on the chintz rugs
in empty rooms
that never meant to be symbols
but became the setting
of lustful forgottens
naked perfume, cunt,
A Liar's red kiss
text fantasy- an empty
long house- dorm room
futon and sex down
hallways (no mirrors or sinks)
and I cannot see myself
in an empty white
mansion in
his sleeping bag sheets
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