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Dante Fuoco
Shortly after my girlfriend agrees to an open relationship
my crotch itches
Her joke: Maybe you have crabs!
Inside me a copper anchor
plunks
I float to the bathroom
first pube I pluck:
glassy legs scamper in place
body fat & maroon with my blood
In the shower
hours in
naked
infested like me
she caresses my skin
keeps finding more nits
salt specks
stuck to my pits bush chest scalp ass
unhatched shafts of hair
only she can see
Tweezing my hole
she sighs This is love
I wince at her touch
how she culls
my unborn brood
bred from my blood
I am losing
my love
Yes
I am the father
crab
I clawed what I could
I lather my lover
with poison
and she lathers
me
Two lovers hunting
for life
we haven’t yet killed
