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States of matter-imony

I keep vacuum bags I’ve filled

With the dust that fell from you

Wet my finger tip and dip

Sherbet fountain, tasty bits

I store the tears that were spilled

When I disappointed you

I like to bathe when they’re distilled

Salty crystals are my pills

Gas or liquid or solid, you are

Lovable in a bag, or in a jar

Anyone can love, tits or arse

Lips or looks or

Thoughts or fucks

I bottle odours you release

In the night time, in your sleep

Nothing smells to me so sweet

As you do under sheets

Gas or liquid or solid, you are

Lovable in a bag, or in a jar

Anyone can love

Flesh and such

I love you

To your guts

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