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"Only a Body"

One warm body

amongst the rest

a beating heart

pulsing in the collective metronome.

Blurs of faces, eyes and lips

one's scent tangled and slipped around the next's

speaking voices sound as one

same soft sweet words tiptoe from mouths to ear.

Love trodden skin, etched numb by silky feminine fingertips,

no longer tingles...

her touch is no different than the rest.

How quick he is to dispose of this one when the past

to him were all the same

and the future will unfold no differently.