• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 09
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Repairs Here

I did not want
to be here.
He wouldn't even
trust me with
the tape.
Said my measurements
would be off.
Kept it wrapped
round his neck
like a freaking
doctor with his
stethoscope,
uptight.
Like nobody
can stretch
a thin strip of nylon
'round a waist
and scribble
a few numbers
as well as he.
All because he
is a man.
Some forward
future.

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