bad choices,
ones that shiver
memory
scratch your skin
like army issue blankets
& smell of that certain gauzy light
they rush & slam
street lights
flash erasers on blurred eyelids
finding
vodka
bubbling
& manage to drive
25 miles
down an interstate
for bad sex
a pack of camels
tests & frayed logic
danger lust
lives with you
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