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on your knees

15 Saturday Jul 2017

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When pulled out the plug left a hole that gaped.
It had been twisted — into the deeper

niche of your nether regions — I had taped
down the battery wire to your inner

thigh, set the vibrator to vex and ire
and left you, as you had asked, fidgeting

all day long. Some of us get desire,
some can only give. There are gods, dying,

who get prayed to less. This four-fingered thumb
can plug, but not with the current that ran

through you. I found you, later, on your knees.
Lilith’s blood. “This pain will give me freedom,”

you moaned as I took the plug in one hand
and pulled amid your prayers and pleas.

boquete

02 Saturday Jul 2011

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Se queres sentir a felicidade

de minha boca, você deve ignorar

o teu orgulho. Teu orgulho

é que estraga o boquete.

O boquete são incomunicáveis.

Presente de deus. Presente de Lilith

para Adão. Teu corpo entende

a minha boca. Eu deep throat tu.

Porque o corpo entenda boquetes,

mas não tua estúpido orgulho.

In English:

If you want to feel the happiness of my mouth you should ignore your pride. Your pride is spoiling this blowjob. Blowjobs are incommunicado. A gift from god. Lilith’s gift to Adam. Your body understands my mouth. I deep throat you. Because the body understands blowjobs, but not your foolish pride.