That perfect stranger everyone knew

Montelpiciano enumeration
Tagliatelle in celebration
Dim the lights you look so swell
Age can beauty who can tell

Franziskaner weissbier or bock
Schnitzel and spaetzle nosh and talk
Pretzels and castles posh the walk
France is kinder when queers do flock

Whatever the flavor the aperitif
As you settle for shuteye 800 countsheets
You remember in shadows a listening thief
An Irish goodbye. A poetry beat

An unpaid crime for. It was me

I’ve slipped away ten thousand times

Tiramisu banana foster and wines

Animals in the wild they hunt eat
Sleep

Bleat bleat you’re the sheep

A wolf’s consternation I make the conversation disappear no hesitation taxi cab subway stations physical my ablation, a castration [oxford comma] your coin feels chelation. without yours its mine this starvation

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