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Fantasies Changed
After him, her masturbation changed
Before him, there were images of teachers and students,
Daddies and nannies.
After him, the teacher and student,
In their ravagings discovered,
they loved each other
It surprised them both.
Teachers and students from other parts of the building
heard her immortal cries of ecstasy,
School Bus
I come to in the back of an old abandoned school bus,
Broken down, with flat tires, in an overgrown field,
In the midwest,
in the summertime.
Everything is still around us.
The late afternoon is balmy
And the only thing moving,
Are our lips, against one another’s.