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Sweet drug of absence; lover, shake me down,
slit me open. Drench in my dark stomach.
Chew my traffic’s maelstrom. The odd storm. Noun
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that ain’t no noun. Verbless verb. The havoc
of all us tomboys. Rest here. My passion
for patch of fur, grass and listen paper
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masks burn easy. My sister’s prayer broken
but heard. Why else would I be here, lover?
To snort. To snuff. To crotch my minaret.
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I have swallowed more than you can dream up
and green goddess dressing. Here the jukebox
laments. Here I don’t gag. One more vignette
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about dirty minds. Kiss my face. Now cup
my lips. You shall taste all those cunts and cocks.
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