in the end

they fucked like warm potatoes
spurting chives towards the heavens
and they said goodbye
like a glorious side dish
in some tossed away restaurant
that nobody orders
and then that was it

it was over

the stratosphere sobbing
over unquenchably cold chinese food
and the unexpected betrayal of uncertain broccoli
on earth it is cold in the mountains, where
she still thinks of him often
and he still thinks about her
all the goddamn time

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