Scratching Post

My desire dies inside her,
room strewn with plastic bottles
of cheap cider,
waxy sheets in summer heat,
casual caresses
as she undresses,
I turn,
and burn on the pyre,
fake looks
under caked on make up,
I button my lip
lest I let slip
ideas
to combat fears,
one sided desires,
lists of things missed,
quickly passed years,
veiled tears,
fingers trail over
goose bumps like braille,
I'm reading the story of our lives
as we lay,
shabby curtains,
half drawn,
distraught and forlorn,
resorting to courting,
scratching from bedmites
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