Love, Sex

Love is a feeling, routinely devastated under the weight of unbearable expectations.

Sex is allure of primal appetite that refuses to be satisfied.

What an absurd game we’re invited to play…

More apt to say it plays us.

The bleachers are quite lovely. Sit with me there.

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