touch
closer now, then briefly
exhumed, I return
gargantuan in self
( what crazy lies we
tell ourselves during the
disappearing act
ghosts replicated on the
assembly line of doubt )
touch
un tongued, then deeper
lingering in the hallway
of throat, the hollow
throttling, the thrill kill
with just a cheap smile
untranslatable, with a bite
softly chewed
then savored
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