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differentiated body

bleeding pale

wandering and going

from point a to point b

from nowhere to nowhere

always looking for something

and finding nothing

the body is an antagonist of human crimes, an antagonist of my love

to you

my fragile tender

those

lo

in the addiction of human existence

in the synthesis of sensations

in the hole of pain

I'm looking for ways to solder myself a parody of intimacy - I kiss my sharp shoulders

while he lies down on the edge of the bed after a work shift and turns away

from her who wants to receive the remaining warmth

while she writes and writes to him in the hope of meeting and revels in his coldness

she thinks this is all she deserves

while he fucks her in the ass and pulls her hair with a rough hand

while she asks to humiliate herself

again and again

while in different parts of the world people love each other in the language of force, rudeness and coldness

I kiss my sharp shoulders

and this is the only thing that doesn’t hurt with its sharpness