Tanning
she used to wear bracelets
so many they eclipsed her thin wrist
and pinched my skin at night
as I kissed to kill
time so delicate it bruised purple
under the moonlit window with
the dead roses; I forgot
to throw them out
and now it's too late
because it's been two years
she doesn't wear bracelets anymore
she took off the waterproof watch
so I can't ask her the time
she was tired of the marks they left
when the sun painted her skin
but stripped her wrists pale
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