if she was
happy or sad, the Botox
injections
seem
to have frozen her face
into
an emotionless
mask.
if i told her that my
dog died,
or related
a funny joke,
there was no change
of expression.
and when we made love,
wiping the sweat
from our brows,
it was up for grabs
whether
the lusty session
was good,
or was it
thoroughly bad.
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