There's rain on the line
between his ear and mine
Lost in translation, bad patient
I'm a terrier, a black sheep, half-relation
He's French, a hack, white, Caucasian

We fuck in sadness,
a cold frustration
Then we're fine for a while,
our hearts adjacent

He types, I read
and we clash on the keys
He corrects,
I direct the bones of the text
But he's silent,
too ill, too fragile, too still
and I'm violent and rash,
slow down for the crash


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