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Part I: Give me a kissGive me a kiss
The night was nearly over. It was cold and I was grummy. My fingers felt heavy and numb, so the cursor moved more and more uncoordinated across the screen. All I wanted at this time was my head on a pillow and lay down for an hour under minimum two blankets. I held my head with one hand and watched to the man on the other side of the room. Gorgeous. Shit. He exactly looked like hours before. It was like he doesn't need any repose.
>>Found something?>Yes, please.
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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