automat

spinning
like an old time
automat
delivering not
sandwiches and
apples
but
kisses and
smoldering stares,
warm hands,
wet lips,
a hungry mouth,
groping hands,
ecstasy…

you’re my lover
in a vending machine

glb /// “automat”
originally published 07/16/2014

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