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| december 24th 2000 12.10pm you stopped your car alongside me in the early afternoon your hands red nails on the steering wheel your face lit with the joy of surprise the voice of callas escapes as i open the door is recaptured as it shuts you asked where i was going and drove in the opposite direction parked beneath chestnut trees you lift your skirt to show no V of hair only a dark slit pierced with a silver ring you say: pull the ring i pull gently on the metal stretching your clitoris a little you remove my hand masturbate and come the callas tape ends you ask again where i was going and drive me there you dont speak as we part there is nothing only the stillness of a december afternoon and divinity flickering peripherally |
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