all i remember about high school
are books that changed my life
who i was fucking
and what i was touching
for the first time
opening night of the fall play
i had the lead and was fucking my co-star
a freshman year liz taylor
to his sophomore richard burton
backstage stolen kisses
and raised skirts
waiting for our cues
not caring if the audience noticed
the painted flats were moving
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all i remember about high school
is the lack of sex
and fumbling in secret places
the desire for procreation
because my genes were so worthy
less so now
all i remember about university
is fucking everything that moved
as though i was going to miss a window
or fall out one
as though i was going to be forgotten
or just forget
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