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Coffee Break Fuck Poem


I wanted her officially,
to snap the circles
and break every conduct rule.
Right there, tight then.

To grab her in the routine,
just walking down
the dust grey everyday
office corridor boredom.
Conservative attire
so blatantly unable to hide
pinnacle pleasures
just one peel away.

No stealth cliché routine
of muffled fast fuck
against the Xerox
after hours,
leaving ass-prints in the tray
for tomorrow's
guessing game rumours.

But slammed,
right there, right then,
like a post-it note
on the painted plaster wall,
a pinned up pro memoria
penetrated by me,
but wide open
for anyone
to read.

As we write our own
resignation notes
on that wall,
in sweat imprints,
skin fragments,
pulled hair,
and a song of
wanton wailing
against another wall
of bypassing colleagues
stunned silence...

...before signing it all
in our comined essences,
and walk off
as something more
than urban legends.

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