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rotten teeth

So when it was bedtime,

and the lights went down,

I stared up at the

glow in the dark stars.

And I kept thinking

about the rendezvous.

And when I knew my bring-ups

were well asleep.

I got up like those rats

that wait for darkness to bite

and rattle at biscuits

left on the counter.

Mamaw would have given me

a fine ass beating

had she come to know I was biting

biscuits at 12 in the night.

Her babygirl was sure

to get a rotten teeth.

Sweets at that time of the hour

without supervision

was not healthy.

And this rat wore a white nightie,

peach socks on one foot,

lemon on the other.

And a single pigtail

with glow-in the dark neon clips

from the Train trip 12 hours ago.

The hallway made no sound,

and the house was dark.

Eric was waiting by the steps.

Like,

He knew I'd come.

He said nothing as he got up.

His smile wasn't there.

And when he took my hand,

it felt like ice.

Ice-cold, thick concrete.

And I thought:

"ah, this was what

a man should feel like."

But I wished I could feel

other things.

Like his lips.

Then he took me

to a room.

The Spider-Man sheets,

that belonged to my

half-brother Dan,

and the 90's monitor.

Daniel would come over

on holidays.

But this was Eric's room

for a while.

So basically,

I was in Eric's room.

My heart started racing.

Bodum. Bodum.

And I must have been

at a carnival.

Because all I was hearing

were drums.

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