You can do what you want to, whenever you want to.
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"Against the Membrane, Pushing" (2012)
Waiting for a sweetheart
Fingers scrape the bottom of the barrel
Feel the grooves of the grain
The wood soaked with fermented grapes
The wavy winding signals bend the past into a circle that spins in place and shakes off the water spraying all over the kitchen
Palm pressed firmly on the hot plate
Lay my head against the gunshot wound
I want to hear your heartbeat
I want to know you're there
I want to sink into your life
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