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The human heart was—and remains—a mystery to me. But I’m learning. I have to. —Anthony Bourdain

Taste

your tongue tastes of ash. your skin tastes of salt.
your wounds, of copper. your sweat, of malt.
and your lips?
your lips taste like me.

*found on a bathroom wall at club dredd eastwood*

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