you are only as sick as your
secrets the old man says
and I nod emphatically
like I found them and
am going to unabashedly
review my inventory
right here but

 I have just
applied a fire engine red
gloss to my lips before
walking in and
I didn’t know this was just
for men,
readjusted myself
in the middle of five.
I’m all black
and partially velvet,
set out for departure
since arrival.
my friends say I have a
clever  way of falling up
and the ones I fucked
said anything
but easy
but taste like strawberry
which gets me in the door.

I start by confessing
that I shoplifted the kombucha
that I am drinking
cuz I honestly
just have to start.

“doors #2”

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