When the tension gets too much, go down on the chicory.
Push your tongue into the bowl where the avocado stone
used to sit. Split a shaft of celery with a wet fresh snap
and explore that salty gully. Seriously -
you knew from the start that this was not platonic;
you knew right away that you could never just be colleagues.
Stop it. Why deny yourselves that knowledge?
Tomato juices running down your chin. Dig in.
Hit that iceberg.
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