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I’ll miss your ass.

“What just my ass?

I’ll get you a replacement.”


Will she speak the words you speak?

Or lull me with your lilt?

Or fuck like you?

Shall she raise her fists as you do?

Or bang heads with me?


“Probably not.”

No, thanks.

I’ll miss your ass.

Stem Jay

In the chill of a dawn, wet With tears of dew, I saw a stag Broken and strewn, Limbs and guts Snapped and burst By metal, on bloodied tarmac.