Slippage
he said, "it's not like the last time."
but I knew, and watched, and waited,
the hysteria inside let bees out occasionally
the stingers didn't stay in long enough to
cause an infection, just sharp pains
quick jabs in the gut
nausea begetting headaches begetting tears
don't fall because I can't pick you up
you are too slippery like a fish in the bath
wiggle wiggle wiggling through my veins.
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