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I, criminal (Free verse) by INTRANSIT
I love
Gasoline on my hands
Tire smoke
Disney
Today is valentines
She will come home from work
follow a trail of rose petals
to a bubble bath
floral candles
I will read romantic poetry
we will sip wine, and eat fruit
later, she will tell me what she wants
and I will comply
and then she will cry
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