a used car salesman,
sleek
and perfumed,
you
come to me
with the promise
of something shiny,
something
i can
drive long into the night.
a prize
for life.
you offer
me
the keys,
you fill up the tank,
and whisper
sweet nothings into
my ear.
sign here.
you tell me.
sign here.
let's go for a ride.
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