you make a list
of lovers that you've had
throughout your
life.
so far it's been Russian
roulette
and you've walked
away from
the table, so to speak,
unscathed. perhaps
poorer and weaker
in the knees,
heart broken, or not,
but you've survived.
whether it's a long list
or not, doesn't matter,
who hasn't made
their own list
then tore it up before
anyone with prying eyes
could find it.
quickly you light the match,
and let it go,
as many did to you.
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