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Ball and Socket

Our jaws were both broke.
I liked that. Like god had
hinged us from the same
scraps. Some nights, you
could find us piled up in your
parentrsquo;s basement, cracking
them in unison.

It was physical bantermdash;
the moaning, whispering
between our jointsmdash;
that held us together.

Yours slackened to a snore.
By the smooth grind of erosion.
And the time. Mine still echoed
our bone chorus. I pressed your
jaw together, and all that came
out was the sound of hollow.


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