Don’t read these (knowing you will)

Fuckbot AD 2050

I finished building you
and you broke my heart again.
I had the batteries in


Your emotions and mine are like
cobras coiled in lunchboxes.
Hissing bites
washed down
with a Thermos of tears.

Bicentennial Study Hall

It’s 1976 and my cock is a little boy.

Decades later he sits sad and lonely in the college
of desire where walls burn blue
like your eyes.

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