No tasty treat shops,
no squirt bottles spread across
any display, or
packed-to-empty racks
of boutique clothing.
No.
None of it here
out in the open.
But there was a crack
noticeable only to the willing
and careless, which you
left without a thought.
And she sampled
a piece of the very person
I wished to end with,
that I would never
feel completely proud
of reclaiming, ever.
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