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Date Talk (Chanel Clarke)

Date talk; I like total as a verb, she was saying;
I like dates as fruit, I was saying; this woman will make
a car of you, you were saying; I did become a car;
windows broken in on both sides and baby; baby, what?
she had the nerve to ask after; after, what? you had the nerve
to accuse; I can't feel the skin on my face when
I think about you; I don't want the skin on my face then;
how? I was asking; but I'll keep like—
pickled eggs and pork; preserved set of canine bones;

echo of a bark tender as what was bitten; I'll keep asking
is what I meant; your feet don't have soles, you'll never
learn; so I stopped teaching, you were saying; 
she had my nipples in her mouth already; we were done
with kissing; she knew my name; your toes don't have nails,
watch where you love: fortune cookie talk;

I mean; she licked my hip bone and I giggled, ticklish; 
giving you every; you were saying, I could care more; 
down and down; sugar,
I have no feathers, I'll never fly;
I was trying to console the sweating
woman on my chest; you're meat to smoke,
you were saying; and I could feel your marvelous tongue;
let me heal
yours, she was saying; or let me hear it—
what broke the weather, day-darling;
what soaked us on in

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