I get up
still feeling
the weight of your body
on mine
my upper lip
is bleeding a little
on my neck – marks
the color of
overripe plums
I think
I twisted my ankle
but when you raise
the winner’s glass
I’ll be the loudest one
shouting
your name
game
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