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whiskey and wires
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my ribbed throat
had dissolved,
you were its
epitome.
your rustling tongue
was amber whiskey,
curving and
burning
its electricity
into my
skin.
you weaved
wires,
red and blue,
yellow and
green,
and wrapped
yourself
around
me.
well this isn't really about alcohol
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Beautiful