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LOVE POEM

Ricardo Alberto Maldonado

Our somber city of meds & the grief
we happen to be around

—and want. What I think is I do not understand
who the whore has loved

because I would want Ours. Problems were
we were adolescents

in homosexual love and the usual
history of profit, loss.

I'd like to think I am trying to keep up with the fuck.     
Anyhow, with my rage.

 

 

 

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