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Room & Board T-Shirt

Bozeman, 1980

Closing my hands
Over your breasts, the geography
Of my clothes, equidistant self-denial
I’m going now, see you later

In the Rockies
Nipples punctuate sunsets
Pass me a Buckhorn
I have not drown yet

Shall I save the red boxers?
My T-shirt says Room & Board
While pickers played bluegrass
I might have eaten you