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Aphrodite, ars poetica, born-again wankers, no punctuation, poem, Poetry, sonnet, the cynical kind
when it comes to smut and poets you shut
up if you’re doing this just to get laid
you are making it far worse i love smut
and its morals something that you degrade
like born-agains do to faith your hopeless
need to control fear but fear like a blow
job keeps us believing in this faithless
world it keeps the fires of the libido
hot you getting laid is the least of our
concerns aphrodite would be displeased
with you instead escape this trap this bind
shrine maids do it but you all who devour
their lust are their lust the only diseased
sort of passion is the cynical kind …