Serge Marshennikov
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Afterward, you sleep,
and I’m quiet against you
and quiet rising
and quiet redding up our clothes.
I hang your shirt and pants
and listen to you breathe.
I catch my own eyes
in the bathroom mirror
and turn my body to the side
to show myself where you kissed
a bruise into my skin
like a purple valentine.
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In every voice, i hear you speak
Waitin’ by the telephone
I close my eyes, i just can’t sleep
Roll & tumble all night long
All night long
Where you gone?The long slow goodbye?
Queens of the stone age*
Gentlemen..
It’s been a slice,
Farewell.